It takes two people to make you, and one people to die. That’s how the world is going to end.
It is the easiest thing in the world for a man to look as if he had a great secret in him.
I’m really too young to go out into the world alone.
For, after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable what then?
As a woman, I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.
All voices, all goals, all yearnings, all suffering, all pleasure, all that was good and evil, all of this together was the world. All of it together was the flow of events, was the music of life.
Your soul is the whole world.
You can’t live in this world but there’s nowhere else to go.
You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.
Worlds self-made and self-nourished are so full of ghosts and monsters.
What profit it a man if he gain the whole world but in this enterprise lose his soul?
What kind of a world have we built when not even the ignorant can be happy?
