You can't make the incomprehensible comprehensible without losing it completely

When we travel, we are like a film at the moment of exposure; it is memory that will develop it.

We know that every person who is loved feels transformed, unfolded, and he unfolds everything, the most intimate as well as the most familiar, to the one who loves him as well as to himself.... The person one loves is as ungraspable as the universe, as God's infinite space, he is boundless, full of possibilities, full of secrets.

I feel fairly certain that my hatred harms me more than the people whom I hate.

It is conceivable at least that a late generation, such as we presumably are, has particular need of the sketch, in order not to be strangled to death by inherited conceptions which preclude new births.... The sketch has direction, but no ending; the sketch as reflection of a view of life that is no longer conclusive, or is not yet conclusive.

We asked for workers. We got people instead.

All that remains is the mad desire for present identity through a woman.