I can think. I can wait. I can fast.

All men of goodwill have this in common - that our works put us to shame.

Life is waiting everywhere, the future is flowering everywhere, but we only see a small part of it and step on much of it with our feet

When a writer receives praise or blame, when he arouses sympathy or is ridiculed, when he is loved or rejected, it is not on the strength of his thoughts and dreams as a whole, but only of that infinitesimal part which has been able to make its way through the narrow channel of language and the equally narrow channel of the reader's understanding.

You have no doubt guessed long since that the conquest of time and the escape from reality, or however else it may be that you choose to describe your longing, means simply the wish to be relieved of your so-called personality. That is the prison where you lie.

How beautiful the world was when one looked at it, without searching... just looked, simply and innocently.

Seriousness is an accident of time. It consists of putting too high a value on time. In eternity there is no time. Eternity is a moment, just long enough for a joke