My students are very special. They are my source of pride, my source of joy, my source of hope. I am terribly fond of my students.
There are no accidents, only encounters with destiny!
That [Exodus] occurred, I have no doubt.
Drawn to childhood, the old man will seek it in a thousand different ways.
Without memory, there is no culture. Without memory, there would be no civilization, no society, no future.
Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness?