... sooner or later she had to give up the hope for a better past.

I think my quarry is illusion. I war against magic. I believe that, though illusion often cheers and comforts, it ultimately and invariably weakens and constricts the spirit.

If one is to love oneself one must behave in ways that one can admire.

Death anxiety is the mother of all religions, which, in one way or another, attempt to temper the anguish of our finitude.

Every person must choose how much truth he can stand.

To care of another individual means to know and to experience the other as fully as possible.

If we climb high enough, we will reach a height from which tragedy ceases to look tragic.