所有有思想的人都是无神论者。
当两个这样的人相遇,眼神交汇时,过去和未来变得不再重要。只有那一刻,以及令人难以置信的确定性:在太阳之下的一切都是由一只手书写的。这只手唤起爱,为世界上的每个人创造了一个双生灵魂。没有这样的爱,梦想将没有意义。
战争不能决定谁是对的,只能决定谁活下来。
The only real love is the love of truth.
The best way to predict the future is to invent it.
The only way out is through.
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.