If a problem has no solution, it may not be a problem, but a fact- not to be solved, but to be coped with over time.
The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else.
The only interesting answers are those which destroy the questions.
Great artists have no country.
What did my hands do before they held you?
A slave begins by demanding justice and ends by wanting to wear a crown.
I talk to God, but the sky is empty.
What omniscience has music! So absolutely impersonal, yet every sufferer feels his secret sorrow soothed.