What Can And Doesn't Have To Be

One Shouldn't Be Afraid Of The Humans. Well, I Am Not Afraid Of The Humans, But Of What Is Inhuman In Them.

They Looked At The Paper And Saw Nothing In Those Curving Lines, But They Knew And Understood Everything, For Their Geography Was In Their Blood And They Felt Biologically Their Picture Of The World.

Sadness Is Also A Kind Of Defence.

To Be A Man, To Have Been Born Without Knowing It Or Wanting It, To Be Thrown Into The Ocean Of Existence, To Be Obliged To Swim, To Exist; To Have An Identity; To Resist The Pressure And Shocks From The Outside And The Unforeseen And Unforeseeable Acts - One's Own And Those Of Others - Which So Often Exceed One's Capacities? And What Is More, To Endure One's Own Thoughts About All This: In A Word, To Be Human.

I Do Not Fear Invisible Worlds.