Our modern skulls house a Stone Age mind.

Writing is a form of self-redemption.

I'm not a king, I'm not a god, I'm just a man who's trying to make sense of the world.

The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.

A life without festivity is a long road without an inn.