My only two weapons: time and silence.

The greatest assassin of life is haste, the desire to reach things before the right time which means overreaching them.

The background reveals the true being and state of being of the man or thing. If I do not possess the background, I make the man transparent, the thing transparent.

Every country should realize that its turn at world domination, domination because its rights coincided more or less with the character or progress of the epoch, must terminate with the change brought about by this progress.

To live is nothing more than to come here to die, to be what we were before being born, but with apprenticeship, experience, knowledge of cause, and perhaps with will.

My only two weapons: time and silence.

Sharp nostalgia, infinite and terrible, for what I already possess.