If the truth was equal to the lie, and our love was equal to our hatred, we would become absolutely nil persons.

I’m more than this kinesthetic intelligence of us trapped in this great chain of being that belongs to all of us.

I need to open this door of self in order to throw out everything that is useless and to save the meaning ofthe things I have to keep.

There is a human reification needingan eschatological regression.

Accepting the nonexistence of being, when the absence of existence means the negation of being.

There is the fullness of our love, whereGod is knowable, whether willful or involuntary.

The eternal spacecreates the temporary spacesand anti-spacesfor zero.

There are, in fact, a cognitive itchand a divination using the human formwhile being alive, when life is not alive in its own senseexcept for the eternity.

I am a Cartesian clear and distinct object on this pyramidal peak of the mountain, where the echoes trail off almost forever the horizon.

You can understand my inner reactionsmore clearly than me because you can see me as a whole.

Man does not suffer so much from poverty today as he suffers from the fact that he has become a cog in a large machine, an automaton, that his life has become empty and lost its meaning.

We are trying to make up these other elements by gaining cost efficiencies through our reengineering process and through overt fund-raising activities to better support graduate education.

Be resolutely and faithfully what you are; be humbly what you aspire to be.

I am also working on a couple of short stories for anthologies. This is new to me and Im enjoying it.

It's so weird that I went to rehab. I always said that I would die before I went to rehab. But I thought, 'I'm going to stay here tonight.' And I stayed there for a month. It was great.

Growing up is like taking down the sides of your house and letting strangers walk in.

Celebrity despicability is a precious thing.

In a war, you must hate somebody or love somebody; you must have a position or you cannot stand what goes on

I think all writers write for an audience. There is no such thing as writing for yourself.

Mujib [Rahman], as you've seen, is a congenital liar. He can't help telling lies - it's something stronger than he.