God is action, complete with mistakes, fumblings, persistence, agony. God is not the power that has found eternal equilibrium, but the power that is forever breaking every equilibrium, forever searching for a higher one.

Within this arena, which grows more stable night after day, generations work and love and hope and vanish. New generations tread on the corpses of their fathers, continue the work above the abyss and struggle to tame the dread mystery. How? By cultivating a single field, by kissing a woman, by studying a stone, an animal, an idea.

As I watched the seagulls, I thought, That's the road to take; find the absolute rhythm and follow it with absolute trust.

Once more I realized to what an extent earthly happiness is made to the measure of man. It is not a rare bird which we must pursue at one moment in heaven, at the next in our minds. Happiness is a domestic bird found in our own courtyards.

Time is round, and it rolls quickly.

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

There is only one sin god will not forgive Boss, and that is to deny a woman who is in wanting ~ Zorba