People can't, unhappily, invent their mooring posts, their lovers and their friends, anymore than they can invent their parents. Life gives these and also takes them away and the great difficulty is to say Yes to life.

The real victim of bigotry is the white man who hides his weakness under his myth of superiority.

The purpose of art is to lay bare the questions that have been hidden by the answers.

The questions which one asks oneself begin, at least, to illuminate the world, and become one's key to the experience of others.

Money, it turned out, was exactly like sex, you thought of nothing else if you didn't have it and thought of other things if you did.

Voyagers discover that the world can never be larger than the person that is in the world; but it is impossible to foresee this, it is impossible to be warned.

There are people in the world for whom "coming along" is a perpetual process, people who are destined never to arrive.