Here we write well when we expose frauds and hypocrites. We are great at counting warts and blemishes and weighting feet of clay. In expressing love, we belong among the underdeveloped countries.

A good novel is worth more then the best scientific study.

There are evils that have the ability to survive identification and go on for ever... money, for instance, or war.

Humankind struggles with collective powers for its freedom, the individual struggles with dehumanization for the possession of his soul.

Because I have become such a solitary, and not in the Aristotelian sense: not a beast, not a god. Rather, a loner troubled by longings, incapable of finding a suitable language and despairing at the impossibility of composing messages in a playable key--as if I no longer understood the codes used by the estimable people who wanted to hear from me and would have so much to reply if only the impediments were taken away.

You have to fight for your life. That's the chief condition on which you hold it.

...is the carbon molecule lined with thought?