I did not weep, and it pained me that i could not weep. But I had no more tears. And, in the depths of my being, in the recesses of my weakened conscience, could I have searched it, I might perhaps have found something like--free at last!

..you do not leave a library; if you do what it wants you to do, you are taking it with you.

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?

I do not deal with the text [of the Bible] scientifically. I read it, I'm interested in its layers of meaning, but my relation to it is much more an emotional one.

Which is better, truth that is a lie or the lie that is truth?

The sins I regret the most are the one's I didn't commit.

Man walks the moon but his soul remains riveted to earth. Once upon a time it was the opposite.