Nothing lasts. Not even a great sorrow.

In Europe, war is a disease which has been in the family for generations: no one is surprised when it makes another leap. Even the patient only attends to it with part of his mind.

Language is memory and metaphor.

All pornography is to a degree sadistic - inevitably.

The hunger of the spirit for eternity - as fierce as a starving man's for bread - is much less a craving to go on living than a craving for redemption. Oh, and a protest against absurdity.

Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed.

You can't argue with a raging want. You can, but it is useless.