...my soul always reverts to the Old Testament and to Shakespeare. There at least one feels that it's human beings talking. There people hate, people love, people murder their enemy and curse his descendants through all generations, there people sin.

Which is more difficult, to awaken one who sleeps or to awaken one who, awake, dreams that he is awake?

At the bottom of enmity between strangers lies indifference.

I would have perished had I not perished.

The God that can be named is not God.

Shows itself in the notion that what may be objectively true may in the mouth of certain people become false.

Leap of faith – yes, but only after reflection