Nobody looks at the moon in the afternoon, and this is the moment when it would most require our attention, since its existence is still in doubt.

They knew each other. He knew her and so himself, for in truth he had never known himself. And she knew him and so herself, for although she had always known herself she had never been able to recognize it until now.

A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.

Work stops at sunset. Darkness falls over the building site. The sky is filled with stars. "There is the blueprint," they say.

A human being becomes human not through the casual convergence of certain biological conditions, but through an act of will and love on the part of other people.

A classic is the term given to any book which comes to represent the whole universe, a book on a par with ancient talismans.

Elsewhere is a negative mirror. The traveler recognizes the little that is his, discovering the much he has not had and will never have.