Every man should be capable of all ideas.

As the end approaches, there are no longer any images from memory - there are only words.

All writing is dreaming

It also occurred to him that throughout history, humankind has told two stories: the story of a lost ship sailing the Mediterranean seas in quest of a beloved isle, and the story of a god who allows himself to be crucified on Golgotha.

I suppose identity depends on memory. And if my memory is blotted out, then I wonder if I exist - I mean, if I am the same person. Of course, I don't have to solve that problem. It's up to God, if any.

My books standing there on the shelf do not know that I have written them.

Truth never penetrates an unwilling mind.