I must have dialogue with the Chinese government, and dialogue requires compromise. Therefore, I'm speaking for genuine self-rule, not for independence.
Culture is perishing in overproduction, in an avalanche of words, in the madness of quantity.
Humanity's true moral test, its fundamental test…consists of its attitude towards those who are at its mercy: animals.
In the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable.
The heaviest of burdens is simultaneously an image of life's most intense fullfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into new heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?
I feel a frantic desire to free myself. To start all over again and in another way.
Man can only be certain about the present moment. But is that quite true either? Can he really know the present? Is he in a position to make any judgment about it? Certainly not. For how can a person with no knowledge of the future understand the meaning of the present? If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?
I am positive I was not a neglected child. I remember reading 'The Jungle Book' and 'The Sleeping Beauty.
On Facebook, the definition of great content is not the content that makes the most sales, but the content that people most want to share with others.
War tears, rends. War rips open, eviscerates. War scorches. War dismembers. War ruins.
Life takes its path and sometimes there are people to blame. Of course there are bad people in this world. Good, bad, it happens unfortunately. But in a way I think if there was more focus on the good, more good would happen.