It's possible that we may not be capable of loving precisely because we desire to be loved, because we want the other person to give us something (love), instead of approaching them without demands and wanting only their mere presence.
The person who loses their privacy loses everything. And the person who voluntarily deprives themselves of it is a monster.
Culture is the memory of the people, the collective consciousness of historical continuity, the way of thinking and living.
Love is not manifested in the desire to sleep with someone, but in the desire to sleep next to someone.
He erased her from the photograph of his life not because he hadn't loved her, but precisely because he did.
The struggle of man against power is the struggle of memory against forgetfulness.
Where the heart speaks, it is impolite for reason to contradict it.
We will never know why we irritate people, what makes us likable, what makes us ridiculous; our own image is our greatest mystery.
We will flee from rest, we will flee from sleep, we will seize the dawn and the spring at full speed, and we will tailor days and seasons to fit our dreams.
Children are not the future just because they will grow up someday, but because humanity will increasingly approach the child, because childhood is the image of the future.