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

Mature love is loving, not being loved.

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.

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

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

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?

Every person must choose how much truth he can stand.