We've known for a long time that it was no longer possible to overturn this world, nor reshape it, nor head off its dangerous headlong rush. There's been only one possible resistance: to not take it seriously.
We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.
In my unbeliever's dictionary, only one word is sacred: 'friendship.'
The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.
To love someone out of compassion means not really to love.
There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold.
He had complete control over her sleep: she dozed off at the second he chose.