The Longest Journey Is The Journey Inwards.

Acts Of Violence-- Whether On A Large Or A Small Scale, The Bitter Paradox: The Meaningfulness Of Death--and The Meaninglessness Of Killing.

I Believe That We Should Die With Decency So That At Least Decency Will Survive.

There Is A Point At Which Everything Becomes Simple And There Is No Longer Any Question Of Choice, Because All You Have Staked Will Be Lost If You Look Back. Life's Point Of No Return.

I Don't Know Who, Or What, Put The Question, I Don't Know When It Was Put. I Don't Even Remember Answering. But At Some Moment I Did Answer Yes To Someone, Or Something,and From That Hour I Was Certain That Existence Is Meaningful And That, Therefore, My Life, In Self-surrender, Had A Goal.

Everything Will Be All Right - You Know When? When People, Just People, Stop Thinking Of The United Nations As A Weird Picasso Abstraction And See It As A Drawing They Made Themselves.