A man who is fighting for the future of mankind is not waiting for torture, he's waiting for -- the Revolution.

We didn't really differ [with Frank Moore Cross] because we have the same love of the text. We share that love.

We are all brothers and we are all suffering the same fate. The same smoke floats over all our heads. Help one another. It is the only way to survive. (pg. 39)

I feel that books, just like people, have a destiny. Some invite sorrow, others joy, some both.

You cannot write in more than one language. Words don't come out as well.

There is much to be done, there is much that can be done... one person of integrity can make a difference.

Oh, it is not death that frightens me, but the impossibility of imparting some meaning to my past.