... scientists have made no clear effort to become an important, independently active force of mankind. Whole congresses at a time, they back away from the suffering of others; it is more comfortable to stay within the bounds of science.

A human being is all hope and impatience.

Literature transmits incontrovertible condensed experience... from generation to generation. In this way literature becomes the living memory of a nation.

When one is already on the edge of the grave, why not resist?

Why can't you understand? The stars fall down now and then. The gaps have to be filled.

Human beings yield in many situations, even important and spiritual and central ones, as long as it prolongs one's well-being.

Too much art was no art at all. Like candy instead of bread!