Our evenings are farewells. Our parties are testaments. So that the secret stream of suffering. May warm the cold of life.

What is history? Its beginning is that of the centuries of systematic work devoted to the solution of the enigma of death, so that death itself may eventually be overcome. That is why people write symphonies, and why they discover mathematical infinity and electromagnetic waves.

We're all time's captives, hostages to eternity.

... the unarmed power of naked truth.

I don't like purely philosophical works. I think a little philosophy should be added to life and art by way of seasoning, but to make it one's specialty seems to me as strange as eating nothing but horseradish." - Lara, from Doctor Zhivago

What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup.

I used to be very revolutionary, but now I think that nothing can be gained by brute force. People must be drawn to good by goodness.