As long as humankind recklessly proceeds in the fateful delusion of being biologically fated for triumph, nothing essential will change.

Each new generation asks – What is the meaning of life? A more fertile way of putting the question would be – Why does man need a meaning to life?

To bear children into this world is like carrying wood to a burning house.

Man is a tragic animal. Not because of his smallness, but because he is too well endowed. Man has longings and spiritual demands that reality cannot fulfill. We have expectations of a just and moral world. Man requires meaning in a meaningless world.

If one regards life and death as natural processes, the metaphysical dread vanishes, and one obtains peace of mind.

For me, a desert island is no tragedy, neither is a deserted planet.

The more a human being in his worldview approaches the goal, the hegemony of love in a moral universe, the more has he become slipshod in the light of intellectual honesty.