I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.
I preferred to set off and perish in search of my own kind than to live a lonely half-life of physical comfort and spiritual death on this murderous island.
I must say a word about fear. It is life’s only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know him. It has no decency, respects no law of convention,...
I know zoos are no longer in people's good graces. Religion faces the same problem. Certain illusions about freedom plague them both.
I have nothing to say of my working life, only that a tie is a noose, and inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he’s not careful.
I can well imagine that somewhere far off, 150 miles away, a ship’s watch looked up, startled, and later reported the oddest thing, that he thought he heard a cat’s meow coming from three o’clock. Day...
I ask you, is it the fig tree's fault that it's not the season for figs? What kind of thing is that to do to an innocent tree, wither it instantly?
How bitterly glad I am to see you. You bring joy and pain in equal measure. Joy because you are with me, but pain because it won't be for long. What do you know about the sea? Nothing. What do I know...
God is universal, spluttered the priest.The imam nodded strong approval. There is only one God.And with their one god Muslims are always causing troubles and provoking riots. The proof of how bad Isla...
From Matheran I mailed the notes of my failed novel. I mailed them to fictitious address.
Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love.
English was jazz music, German was classical music, French was ecclesiastical music, and Spanish was the music from the streets.
Dawn came and matters were worse for it. Because now, emerging from the darkness, I could see, what before I had only felt, the great curtains of rain crashing down on me from towering heights and the...
Come aboard if your destination is oblivion—it should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat, if you want. But it’s a sad view. Oh,
Come aboard if your destination is oblivion - it should be our next stop.
Christianity stretches back through the ages, but in essence it exists only at one time: right now.
Christianity is a religion in a rush. Look at the world created in seven days. Even on a symbolic level, that's creation in a frenzy.
Art is the suitcase of history, carrying the essentials. Art is the life buoy of history. Art is seed, art is memory, art is vaccine.
Ზოოპარკის შესახებ იმდენივე აბსურდული აზრი მომისმენია, რამდენიც ღმერთისა და რელიგიის შესახებ. უამრავი კეთილის მოსურნე, მაგრამ საქმეში ჩაუხედავი ადამიანი მიიჩნევს, რომ ცხოველები ველურ სამყაროში უფრო „ბე...
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