My existence is such that "I" do not really exist. At the end of understanding so much I understand that I know nothing. I suffer for being surrounded by intense suffering and yet I'm deeply suspicious if first of all there is indeed any consciousness except me. I strive to find the artist who might have fathered this great universal art but feel myself to be too feeble to accomplish this seemingly unattainable mission. Yet I have every respect for life, and it is this sheer respect that makes me live.

God has created the world to play hide-and-seek with man.

The stem of greatness sprouts from the seed of sacrifice.

The non-spatial nature of consciousness makes it possible for any apparently unconscious entity to be conscious, and vice versa.

The worst insult I can inflict on life is that I do not reflect on its meaning.

My existence is such that "I" do not really exist. At the end of understanding so much I understand that I know nothing. I suffer for being surrounded by intense suffering and yet I'm deeply suspicious if first of all there is indeed any consciousness except me. I strive to find the artist who might have fathered this great universal art but feel myself to be too feeble to accomplish this seemingly unattainable mission. Yet I have every respect for life, and it is this sheer respect that makes me live.

The difference between religion and science is the difference between thoughtless certainty and thoughtful doubt.