It is not only species of animal that die out, but whole species of feeling. And if you are wise you will never pity the past for what it did not know, but pity yourself for what it did.

Love is the mystery between two people, not the identity.

I will tell you what war is. War is a psychosis caused by an inability to see relationships. Our relationship with our fellowmen. Our relationship with our economic and historical situation. And above all our relationship to nothingness, to death.

If anything might hurt her, silence would; and I wanted to hurt her.

Wolves don't hunt singly, but always in pairs. The lone wolf was a myth.

And I just can't live in this present. I would go mad if I did.

Do you know that every great thing in the history of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth. Do you know that?