This is a grave danger: the stoppage of information between the parts of the planet. Contemporary science knows that such stoppage is the way of entropy, of universal destruction.

It is a brave man who is the first to sit down during a standing ovation.

A human being is all hope and impatience.

This deliberately nurtured hatred then spreads to all that is alive, to life itself, to the world with its colors, sounds, and shapes, to the human body. The embittered art of the twentieth century is perishing as a result of this ugly hate, for art is fruitless without love. In the East art has collapsed because it has been knocked down and trampled upon, but in the West the fall has been voluntary, a decline into a contrived and pretentious quest where the artist, instead of attempting to reveal the divine plan, tries to put himself in the place of God.

When you're young, you haven't the experience, when you're old you haven't the strength.

Nothing is more boring than a man with a career.

... the inexorable lesson of centuries: suffering must be borne; there is no way out.