I am no prophet-and here's no great matter.

Do I dare disturb the universe?

When the Stranger says: "What is the meaning of this city? Do you huddle close together because you love each other?" What will you answer? "We all dwell together To make money from each other"? or "This is a community"? Oh my soul, be prepared for the coming of the Stranger. Be prepared for him who knows how to ask questions.

It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.

After such knowledge, what forgiveness?

There is not a more repulsive spectacle than on old man who will not forsake the world, which has already forsaken him.

We fight to keep something alive rather than in the expectation that anything will triumph.