He walked on in silence, the solitary sound of his footsteps echoing in his head, as in a deserted street, at dawn. His solitude was so complete, beneath a lovely sky as mellow and serene as a good conscience, amid that busy throng, that he was amazed at his own existence; he must be somebody else's nightmare, and whoever it was would certainly awaken soon.

To keep hope alive one must, in spite of all mistakes, horrors, and crimes, recognize the obvious superiority of the socialist camp.

I'd come to realize that all our troubles spring from our failure to use plain, clear-cut language.

We will not go to Heaven,Goetz, and even if we both entered it, we would not have eyes to see each other, nor hands to touch each other. Up there, God gets all the attention.... We can only love on this earth and against God.

I am not asking for sensational revelations, but I would like to sense the meaning of that minute, to feel it's urgency.

Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think.

I do not understand! I understand nothing! I cannot understand nor do I want to understand! I want to believe! To Believe!