Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.

Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.

Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.

I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees.

The child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.

The voice of passion is better than the voice of reason. The passionless cannot change history.

And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.