The true enemy of man is generalization.

We have become indifferent to content, and react, not even to form, but to technique, to technical efficiency itself.

Be young forever, seasons of the earth.

It isn't pleasant to surrender to the hegemony of a nation which is still wild and primitive, and to concede the absolute superiority of its customs and institutions, science and technology, literature and art. Must one sacrifice so much in the name of the unity of mankind?

When I curse Fate, it's not me, but the earth in me.

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.