We are ignorant of the Beyond because this ignorance is the condition of our own life. Just as ice cannot know fire except by melting and vanishing.

How describe the delicate thing that happens when a brilliant insect alights on a flower? Words, with their weight, fall upon the picture like birds of prey.

Posterity! Why should people be less stupid tomorrow than they are today?

I don't know if God exists, but it would be better for His reputation if He didn't.

I am afraid I shall not find him, but I shall still look for him, for if he exists, he may be appreciative of my efforts.

How many people have wanted to kill themselves, and have been content with tearing up their photograph!

As I grow to understand life less and less, I learn to love it more and more.