It must be said that almost all primitive people think themselves divinely wrought, singled out and special. Often their names translate simply as “the people” or, like the San bushmen of the Kalahari, the first people. But this is a symptom of primitiveness; attempting to prove divine biology in the nineteenth century is the anthropological equivalent of a society regressing to sleeping with the lights on

The best way to imagine how big the emptiness of nature is, is to jam it with humanity

Nothing prevents us from being and remaining the exponents of a united humanity, when we have a country of our own. To fulfill this mission we do not have to remain literally planted among the nations who hate and despise us.

You cannot imagine what sorrow and anger seize one’s whole soul when a great idea, which one has long and piously revered, is picked up by some bunglers and dragged into the street, to more fools like themselves, and one suddenly meets it in the flea market, unrecognizable, dirty, askew, absurdly presented, without proportion, without harmony, a toy for stupid children.

The more you succeed in loving, the more you’ll be convinced at the existence of God and the immortality of your soul.

My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.

Humanity would never tolerate it

Humanity? Humanity is not concerned with us. Today anything is allowed. Anything is possible.

I told him that I did not believe that they could burn people in our age, that humanity would never tolerate it . . .

There are victories of the soul and spirit. Sometimes, even if you lose, you win.

There’s a rebel lying deep in my soul.

Dad kept us out of school, but school comes and goes. Family is forever.

And yet women-good women–frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep.

People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own souls

Man, the living creature, the creating individual, is always more important than any established style or system

History is a vast early warning system.

In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being

They’re all gonna laugh at you

I encourage people at this time, do not put your faith in any preacher, in any human system, but put your faith and trust in the Living God.