For all that has been, Thank you. For all that is to come, Yes!

Acts of violence-- Whether on a large or a small scale, the bitter paradox: the meaningfulness of death--and the meaninglessness of killing.

It was when Lucifer first congratulated himself upon his angelic behavior that he became the tool of evil.

It is easy to be nice, even to an enemy - from lack of character.

We are not permitted to choose the frame of our destiny. But what we put into it is ours.

Like wind-- In it, with it, of it. Of it just like a sail, so light and strong that, even when it is bent flat, it gathers all the power of the wind without hampering its course. Like light-- In light, lit through by light, transformed into light. Like the lens which disappears in the light it focuses. Like wind. Like light. Just this--on these expanses, on these heights.

Friendship needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.