Why do I write books? Why do I think? Why should I be passionate? Because things could be different, they could be made better.
We can support Barack Obama because he’s committed to putting America back to work with good jobs – and he proved it by saving the auto industry.
We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.
There is no such thing as perpetual tranquillity of mind while we live here; because life itself is but motion, and can never be without desire, nor without fear, no more than without sense.
If loneliness is part of our essence, that is, our essential nature, that is only because of the way, in practical terms, we actually exist; that is, the way we move and work and live in the world.
I think I was 16 when I had the thought of maybe being a writer. And this is complicated, something I only now understand, because when I was young, having dyslexia and not knowing it made reading such an ordeal.
They consider me to have sharp and penetrating vision because I see them through the mesh of a sieve.
Reason transformed into prejudice is the worst form of prejudice, because reason is the only instrument for liberation from prejudice.
There are vivid memories from my childhood – what we had to go through because of low wages and the conditions, basically because there was no union. I suppose, if I wanted to be fair, I could say that I’m trying to settle a personal score. I could dramatize it by saying that I want to bring social justice to farm workers.
Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier.