You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects.

It's a well-known fact: in order to follow doctor's orders, you have to be healthy as a horse.

Four billion people on this earth, but my imagination is still the same. It's bad with large numbers. It's still taken by particularity. It flits in the dark like a flashlight, illuminating only random faces while all the rest go blindly by, never coming to mind and never really missed. . . . I can't tell you how much I pass over in silence.

Keep up the good work, if only for a while, if only for the twinkling of a tiny galaxy.

At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn't possible to save mankind.

Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.

But they know about us, they know, the four corners, and the chairs nearby us. Discerning shadows also know, and even the table keeps quiet.