To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.
Possession is a friendship between man and things.
To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.
What the theater can show most movingly is a character in the making, the moment of choice, of the free decision which engages a whole morality and a whole life.
Every word has consequences, every silence too.
I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.
It is in anguish that man becomes conscious of his freedom.
Man is not sum of what he has already, but rather the sum of what he does not yet have, of what he could have.
I’m always conscious of myself—in my mind. Painfully conscious.