The history of mankind is the history of our misunderstandings with god, for he doesn't understand us, and we don't understand him.

What kind of world is this that can send machines to Mars and does nothing to stop the killing of a human being?

No human being can achieve all he or she desires in this life except in dreams, so good night all.

God, the devil, good, evil, it's all in our heads, not in Heaven or Hell, which we also invented. We do not realize that, having invented God, we immediately became His slaves.

It is economic power that determines political power, and governments become the political functionaries of economic power.

I consider books to be good for our health, and also our spirits, and they help us to become poets or scientists, to understand the stars or else to discover them deep within the aspirations of certain characters, those who sometimes, on certain evenings, escape from the pages and walk among us humans, perhaps the most human of us all.

There are plenty of reasons not to put up with the world as it is, and if the book has any kind of message, I suppose that's it.