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

Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.

And when the war broke out, its real horrors, its real dangers, its menace of real death were a blessing compared with the inhuman reign of the lie, and they brought relief because they broke the spell of the dead letter.

But the division in him was a sorrow and a torment, and he became accustomed to it only as one gets used to an unhealed and frequently reopened wound.

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

As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.

Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.