“...thisfinal and longlonged-for job:to be unhappywithout doing evil.”

“literature will lose, sunlight will win, don't worry.”

“But if they were condmened to suffer this unending torment, sooner or later wouldn't they become the holy?”

“The road to Emmaus is this world.”

“Should each individual snowflake be held accountable for the avalanche?”

“I basked in you;I loved you, helplessly, with a boundless tongue-tied love.And death doesn't prevent me from loving you.Besides, in my opinion you aren't dead.(I know dead people, and you are not dead.)”

“EPITAPHNow I'm not the brightestknife in the drawer, butI know a couple thingsabout this life: povertysilence, impermanencediscipline and mysteryThe world is not illusory, we areFrom crimson thread to toe tagIf you are not disturbedthere is something seriously wrong with you, I'm sorryAnd I know who I amI'll be a voicecoming from nowhere,inside--be glad for me.”