“The scientist only imposes two things, namely truth and sincerity, imposes them upon himself and upon other scientists.”

“Male egos require constant stroking. Every task is an achievement, every success epic. That is why women cook, but men are chefs: we make cheese on toast, they produce pain de fromage.”

“If I lie about truth which you will know somehow later, then you would call me a liar. But If you’re willing to dig further about truth that force me do it, then you would understand my reason. But you wouldn’t acknowledge it.”

“I preach there are all kinds of truth, your truth and somebody else’s, but behind all of them, there’s only one truth and that is that there is no truth… No truth behind all truths is what I and this church preach! Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to never was there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it. Where is there a place for you to be? No place… In yourself right now is all the place you’ve got.”

“My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.”

“If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is – infinite.”

“What was my truth worth, if I was prepared to defend the entire world, but not those who were close to me? If I subdued hate, but wouldn’t give love a chance?”

“وقتی در صحنه ی حق وباطل نیستیهر کجا خواهی باش ، چه به نماز ایستاده باشیچه به شراب ،هر دو یکی است…”

“So those who wished for some central cosmic purpose for us, or at least our world, or at least our solar system, or at least our galaxy, have been disappointed, progressively disappointed. The universe is not responsive to our ambitious expectations.”

“Like it or not, there are people who are capable to love genuinely and kill brutally. The amazing thing about that, few of those could even sleep well like babies in the night.”

“That wasn’t love; that was stupidity.”

“It is not merely enough to love literature if one wishes to spend one’s life as a writer. It is a dangerous undertaking on the most primitive level. For, it seems to me, the act of writing with serious intent involves enormous personal risk. It entails the ongoing courage for self-discovery. It means one will walk forever on the tightrope, with each new step presenting the possiblity of learning a truth about oneself that is too terrible to bear.”

“Never run from the truth. It is always there; it never changes – save your energy.”

“But thoughts don’t care about truth and shit. They sit up in your mind and fuck with you whenever.”

“Your fear of the truth does not hide or dilute it.”