... The Inexorable Lesson Of Centuries: Suffering

Only A Magician Can Fix A Head On A Body, But Any Fool Can Lop It Off.

During My Time In The Camps, I Had Got To Know The Enemies Of The Human Race Quite Well: They Respect The Big Fist And Nothing Else; The Harder You Slug Them, The Safer You Will Be.

Sometimes I Feel Quite Distinctly That What Is Inside Me Is Not All Of Me. There Is Something Else, Sublime, Quite Indestructible, Some Tiny Fragment Of The Universal Spirit.don't You Feel That?

The Sole Substitute For An Experience Which We Have Not Ourselves Lived Through Is Art And Literature.

Anything Too Far Out Of Tune With Our Attitude Is Lost, Either In The Ears Themselves Or Somewhere Beyond, But It Is Lost.