There must be reasons why we men are so hipped on breasts as if we'd all been weaned too soon.

Where man had been, in every place he left, garbage remained. Even in his pursuit of the ultimate truth and quest for his God, he produced garbage. By his garbage, which lay stratum upon stratum, he could always - one had only to dig - be known. For more long-lived than man is his refuse. Garbage alone lives after him.

What makes books - and with them writers - so dangerous that church and state, politburos and the mass media feel the need to oppose them?

I have heard my fill of hurtful words. I think it's especially egregious when citizens like me, who point out abuses in their country, are referred to as 'do-gooders.' This is how a phrase that can be used to stop an argument dead becomes part of common usage.

As a child I was a great liar. Fortunately my mother liked my lies. I promised her marvelous things.

Everyone is born into a certain era. I wouldn't want to see anyone faced with the circumstances that prevailed at the time, when there were few or no alternatives.

I belonged to the generation that grew up under National Socialism, and was blinded and led astray - and allowed itself to be led astray.