The focus of subjectivity is a distorting mirror.

Being that can be understood is language.

Nothing exists except through language.

The essence of the question is the opening up, and keeping open, of possibilities.

It is the tyranny of hidden prejudices that makes us deaf to what speaks to us in tradition.

I basically only read books that are over 2,000 years old.

Long before we understand ourselves through the process of self-examination, we understand ourselves in a self-evident way in the family, society and state in which we live.

History does not belong to us; we belong to it.

All cities we have visited are precincts in this metropolis of the mind.

For both art and the historical sciences are ways of experiencing in which our own understanding of existence is immediately brought into play.

The process of translating comprises in its essence the whole secret of human understanding of the world and of social communication.

With boys there was a fundamental assumption that they had a right to be there—not always, but more often than not. With girls, Why her? came up so quickly.

Laugh it off, Life gets better.

In all honesty, I grew up a certain way. I never had to worry about money... that was my reality.

A man can bear a world's contempt when he has that within which says he's worthy. When he contemns himself, there burns the hell.

When you have that window of opportunity called a crisis, move as quickly as you can, get as much done as you can. There's a momentum for change that's very compelling.

God makes trees, he doesn't write books.

A person's true nature is revealed at times of the greatest adversity.

He raised his hand in a peaceful gesture. "You need to relax a bit, dove. Like Mouse over there. You trust me, don't you, Mouse?" "Nope!" "Ahhh, I'm hurt. Nobody likes me.

You cannot take the life of your times further than you have taken yourself.

If you have ever clothed another with woe, as with a garment of pain, you will never be quite as happy as though you had not done that thing.