Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature’s chief masterpiece is writing well.
What one hides is worth neither more nor less than what one finds. And what one hides from oneself is worth neither more nor less than what one allows others to find.
There are only two roads, victory for the working class, freedom, or victory for the fascists which means tyranny. Both combatants know what’s in store for the loser.
The standardized American is largely a myth created not least by Americans themselves.
We are ready to end fascism once and for all, even in spite of the Republican government.
Nothing retains less of desire in art, in science, than this will to industry, booty, possession.
We are going to inherit the earth; there is not the slightest doubt about that.
It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.
All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.
Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.