We know what a person thinks not when he tells us what he thinks, but by his actions.

When a human being kills an animal for food, he is neglecting his own hunger for justice.

There is a plan to this universe. There is a high intelligence, maybe even a purpose, but it's given to us on the installment plan.

We all play chess with Fate as partner. He makes a move, we make a move. He tries to checkmate us in three moves, we try to prevent it. We know we can't win, but we're driven to give him a good fight.

Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression.

What do they know-all these scholars, all these philosophers, all the leaders of the world - about such as you? They have convinced themselves that man, the worst transgressor of all the species, is the crown of creation. All other creatures were created merely to provide him with food, pelts, to be tormented, exterminated. In relation to them, all people are Nazis; for the animals it is an eternal Treblinka.

Literature has neglected the old and their emotions. The novelists never told us that in love, as in other matters, the young are just beginners and that the art of loving matures with age and experience.