And some day there will be nothing left of everything that has twisted my life and grieved it and filled me so often with such anguish. Some day, with the last exhaustion, peace will come and the motherly earth will gather me back home. It won't be the end of things, only a way of being born again, a bathing and a slumbering where the old and the withered sink down, where the young and new begin to breathe. Then, with other thoughts, I will walk along streets like these, and listen to streams, and overhear what the sky says in the evening, over and over and over.

Among mathematicians, even in those days, the reputation of being a good Glass Bead Game player meant a great deal; it was equivalent to being a very good mathematician.

Not in his speech, not in his thoughts, I see his greatness, only in his actions, in his life.

Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again.

All higher humor begins with ceasing to take oneself seriously.

God does not send us despair in order to kill us; he sends it in order to awaken us to new life.

In each individual the spirit is made flesh, in each one the whole of creation suffers, in each one a Savior is crucified.