No matter how often we smile at our reflections, we will never win over the mirror.
We look to power to remedy error; but error is power’s currency of action. All it can do is manufacture new errors under which to conceal the old.
Reality is merely the impossibility in which the world has chosen to invest.
From rice to rye, wheat to corn, and all meats reared on the same, we are in essence herbivores. Let us pursue our holocausts of grass: patiently, implacably, it will grow over us.
Innocence cannot mean immunity. The sins of the father will cease to be inherited when the same is true of the sorrows.
An aphorism is a remark that has won itself some elbow room.