I feel as if I were a piece in a game of chess, when my opponent says of it: That piece cannot be moved.
Where am I? Who am I? How did I come to be here? What is this thing called the world? How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted? And If I am compelled to take part in it, where is the director? I want to see him.
Do it or don't do it - you will regret both.
The wisdom of the years is confusing. Only the wisdom of eternity is edifying.
Genius, like a thunderstorm, comes up against the wind.
It takes moral courage to grieve; it requires religious courage to rejoice.