The apple cannot be stuck back on the Tree of Knowledge; once we begin to see, we are doomed and challenged to seek the strength to see more, not less.
We believe that civilization has been created under the pressure of the exigencies of life at the cost of satisfaction of the instincts.
I love animals, and I was always attracted to the idea of being a zoo veterinarian or a veterinarian with the circus.
One does not expect to be comfortable in prison. As a matter of fact, one's mental suffering is so much greater than any common physical distress that the latter is almost forgotten.
The pertinent question: if Americans did not want these wars should they have been compelled to fight them?
Love of learning is a pleasant and universal bond since it deals with what one is and not what one has.
I am, as they say, the classic starving artist.
You've earned the right to grow. You're going to have to carry the water yourself.
Advertising in the past has been predicated on a mass market and a captive audience.
A phone tree isn't an ancient form of political organizing, but you have to call every person.
Children are a wonderful gift. They have an extraordinary capacity to see into the heart of things and to expose sham and humbug for what they are.
When you think of the sort of things that happen when a genocide happens, it's again not people who are intrinsically evil.
What a country needs to do is be fair to all its citizens - whether people are of a different ethnicity or gender.
I think sometimes people really require the satisfaction of closure.
I always thought the desert was the antithesis of peace - something that attacks you. So you don't go to the desert for peace.
Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag.
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
Ours is the century of enforced travel of disappearances. The century of people helplessly seeing others, who were close to them, disappear over the horizon.
A careful inspection showed them that, even if they succeeded in righting it by themselves, the cart would travel no longer. The axles were in a hopeless state, and the missing wheel was shattered into pieces.
What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.
I don't travel and tell stories, because that's not the way these days. But I write my books to be read aloud, and I think of myself in that oral tradition.
