A man unconsciously imagines that where he is strong, where he feels most thoroughly alive, the element of his freedom must lie.

Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.

A reader is doubly guilty of bad manners against an author when he praises his second book at the expense of his first (or vice versa) and then expects the author to be grateful for what he has done.

Fear is the mother of morality.

It is difficult to live among people because silence is so difficult.

We operate with nothing but things which do not exist, with lines, planes, bodies, atoms, divisible time, divisible space - how should explanation even be possible when we first make everything into an image, into our own image!

And once you are awake, you shall remain awake eternally.