Writing is its own reward.

When you travel often, you will be addicted to it forever.

It is with the soul that we grasp the essence of another human being, not with the mind, nor even with the heart.

We are dancing in the hollow of nothingness. We are one flesh, but separated like stars.

The history of the world is the history of the privileged few.

Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood.

Each man has his own way of being himself and of saying it so ultimately that he can't be denied.