He had learned long ago that, in general, the easier it was for anxious patients to reach him, the less likely they were to call. (107)

Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That's when I will be truly dead - when I exist in no one's memory. I thought a lot about how someone very old is the last living individual to have known some person or cluster of people. When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory. I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead?

The pain is there; when you close one door on it, it knocks to come in somewhere else.

You will search the world over and not find a nonsuperstitious community. As long as there is ignorance, there will be adherence to superstition. Dispelling ignorance is the only solution. That is why I teach.

Does a being who requires meaning find meaning in a universe that has no meaning?

Despair is the price one pays for self-awareness. Look deeply into life, and you'll always find despair.

The spirit of a man is constructed out of his choices.