We hear only those questions for which we are in a position to find answers.

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth.

The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.

Anyone who has declared someone else to be an idiot, a bad apple, is annoyed when it turns out in the end that he isn't.

When anyone apologizes to us he has to do it very expertly: otherwise we might easily come to see ourselves as the guilty party and experience unpleasant feelings.

The child is innocence and forgetting, a new beginning, a game, a wheel rolling on its own, a prime movement, a sacred Yes.

I love those who do not know how to live for today.