I'm not that man anymore. No one can stay that way too long. That's why wars end and a later generation catches its breath looking forward and erasing what's behind.

Build your house with the stones they hurled at you

I like people who can't die in their bed.

On the brink of sleep I have a gloomy thought: that saving yourself is only pushing yourself even deeper into the trap rather than getting out. Dying is the only way out.

Do you really know yourself so well or are you making it up?' she asks. Some things I concoct, some I glean from my senses, most I thirst for.

I can hardly keep track of the things I don't know, but every now and then comes an ignorance that makes me nostalgic.

I grow fond of David, who lays a single stone before Goliath and a single book, the Psalms, in the mouth of the world.

Sometimes to take two steps in a row, one after the other, I need to make a contract with myself.

A man dies and his skin loses heat like the sand on a summer evening. It makes you feel like warming him up.

You stay in the war because it would be shameful to stay out of it. An then grief seizes you and hold its grip till anger has turned you into a soldier.

...if that Watergate case ever gets into court, he might get very nervous.

How about truly loving yourself now?

It's so difficult, isn't it? To see what's going on when you're in the absolute middle of something? It's only with hindsight we can see things for what they are.

Those who have easy cheerful attitudes tend to be happier than those with less pleasant temperaments regardless of money "making it" or success.

All my stuff is men's fashion. It's always oversized shirts, boyfriend blazers and trousers.

No matter how dear you are to God, if pride is harboured in your spirit, He will whip it out of you. They that go up in their own estimation must come down again by His discipline

On one hand we go like hell for every terror cell we can find, we penetrate it, we destroy it. On the other hand, there is a much bigger need for a political solution.

Obedience completes itself in understanding.

Even when we speak of selflessness, the mind goes to "me." We think, "I'm selfless," but everything is selfless.

And it's a crime because the great plays of history, going all the way back to the Greeks, are part of everybody's heritage. It's just like in music, Beethoven or Mozart, that's everybody's heritage