And how could we endure to live and let time pass if we were always crying for one day or one year to come back--if we did not know that every day in a life fills the whole life with expectation and memory and that these are that day?

If we cut up beasts simply because they cannot prevent us and because we are backing our own side in the struggle for existence, it is only logical to cut up imbeciles, criminals, enemies, or capitalists for the same reasons.

Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back -- to be sucked back -- into it?

Delight is incomplete until it is expressed.

Whether we like it or not, God intends to give us what we need, not what we now think we want

Reality, looked at steadily, is unbearable.

There seems to be hardly any one among my acquaintance from whom I have not learned.