The wish to talk to God is absurd. We cannot talk to one we cannot comprehend – and we cannot comprehend God; we can only believe in Him.
You never really learn much from hearing yourself talk.
Talk low, talk slow and don’t say too much.
If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.
What kind of times are they, when a talk about trees is almost a crime because it implies silence about so many horrors?[Was sind das für Zeiten, wo Ein Gespräch über Bäume fast ein Verbrechen ist Weil es ein Schweigen über so viele Untaten einschließt!]
People talk to people who perceive nothing, who have open eyes and see nothing; they shall talk to them and receive no answer; they shall adore those who have ears and hear nothing; they shall burn lamps for those who do not see.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
It’s just natural, it’s not a great disaster. People keep talking about it like it’s The End of The Earth. It’s only a rock group that split up, it’s nothing important. You know, you have all the old records there if you want to reminisce.
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
