By words one transmits thoughts to another, by means of art, one transmits feelings.

Many people have ideas on how others should change; few people have ideas on how they should change.

Each man lives for himself, uses his freedom to achieve his personal goals, and feels with his whole being that right now he can or cannot do such-and-such an action; but as soon as he does it, this action, committed at a certain moment in time, becomes irreversible, and makes itself the property of history, in which is has not a free but a predestined significance.

Grow spiritually and help others to do so. It is the meaning of life.

How interesting it would be to write the story of the experiences in this life of a man who killed himself in his previous life; how he stumbles against the very demands which had offered themselves before, until he arrives at the realization that he must fulfill those demands. The deeds of the preceding life give direction to the present life.

There lay between them, separating them, that same terrible line of the unknown and of fear, like the line separating the living from the dead.

The soul is immortal- well then, if I shall always live, I must have lived before, lived for a whole eternity.