Whenever there has been talk of exterminating rats, others, who were not rats, have been exterminated.

The job of a citizen is to keep his mouth open.

It makes me realise that the fantasy of nature is much larger than my own fantasy. I still have things to learn.

Even if surrounded with explanations, Auschwitz can never be grasped.

We already have the statistics for the future: the growth percentages of pollution, overpopulation, desertification. The future is already in place.

And when the sun goes down and the mood comes upon me, I'll watch the play of the colors on the water, yield to the fleetly dissolving images, and turn into pure feeling, all soft and nice.

Art is uncompromising, and life is full of compromises.

How easily the routine of sin establishes itself.

An empty bus hurtles through the starry night Perhaps the driver is singing and happy because he sings.

Who can deny that the environment has been destroyed?

On sorrow floats laughter.

It's easy to forget things you don't need anymore.

You have to listen to the one who calls you beloved. That has to be affirmed over and over again. That is prayer - listening to the voice of the one who calls you "the beloved."

We're not fair weather friends. We've been in places for a long, long time.

There have been waves of reform in the past. I see no reason why they wouldn't happen again.

Truth isn't beauty. It isn't even always true. Truth is nothing more than consistency of message. I learned that from advertising.

I have but one life to give to adventure. " Alexander Eliot -" Life is a fatal adventure. It can only have one end. So why not make it as far-ranging and free as possible.

Genes are a play within a play, not the interior monologue of the players.

It is precisely because we resist the darkness in ourselves that we miss the depths of the loveliness, beauty, brilliance, creativity, and joy that lie at our core.

Most people's lives are nothing more than pointlessly frantic activity used as a psychological defense against their own impotence and fear.

How much more suffering is caused by the thought of death than by death itself.