Life is fighting. In life, it's the look ahead that counts. We are all born equally far from the sun. There is a land of the living and a land of the….

As I said, this was my sarcastic summer. It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak..

Stranded in this mill town railroad yard while the whole world was converging elsewhere, we seemed to be nothing but children playing among heroic me….

I knew that part of friendship consisted in accepting a friend’s shortcomings, which sometimes included his parents..

Teenagers today are more free to be themselves and to accept themselves..

So the more things remain the same, the more they change after all..

I lost part of myself to him then, and a soaring sense of freedom revealed that this must have been my purpose from the first: to become a part of Ph….

Looking back now across fifteen years I could see with great clarity the fear I had lived in, which must mean that in the interval I had succeeded in….

But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I lo….

But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth..

Your war memories will be with you forever, you'll be asked about them thousands of times after the war is over. People will get their respect for yo….

There was no harm in taking aim, even if the target was a dream..

You have to do what you think is the right thing, but just make sure it’s the right thing in the long run, and not just for the moment..

Nothing endures. Not a tree. Not love. Not even death by violence..

Everything has to evolve or else it perishes..

It seemed clear that wars were not made by generations and their special stupidities, but that wars were made instead by something ignorant in the hu….

Everyone has a moment in history which belongs particularly to him..

I felt that I was not, never had been and never would be a living part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful world around me..

Peace is indivisible, and the surrounding world confusion found no reflection inside me..

We are all born equally far from the sun..

What I mean is, I love winter, and when you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love..