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

A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.

He returns years later, has no demands. He wants only one, most precious thing: To see, purely and simply, without name, Without expectations, fears, or hopes, At the edge where there is no I or not-I.

Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.

Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.

Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.

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