Life and Existence

In the castle of my skin.

Nothing puzzles me more than time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less, as I never think about them.

I have had playmates, I have had companions,

I have had playmates, I have had companions,

Ah! que la vie est quotidienne.

Death never takes the wise man by surprise; he is always ready to go.

The struggle of man against power is the struggle of memory against forgetting.

The unbearable lightness of being.

The unbearable lightness of being.

God and I both knew what it meant once; now God alone knows.

An active line on a walk, moving freely without a goal. A walk for walk’s sake.

They shut the road through the woods

For frantic boast and foolish word—

Lo, all our pomp of yesterday

And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, with the name of the late deceased,

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man—

I just want to do God’s will. And he’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over, and I’ve seen the promised land … So I’m happy tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man.

In the long run we are all dead.

I do not know which makes a man more conservative—to know nothing but the present, or nothing but the past.

I do not know which makes a man more conservative—to know nothing but the present, or nothing but the past.

The beat generation.

All this will not be finished in the first 100 days. Nor will it be finished in the first 1,000 days, nor in the life of this Administration, nor even perhaps in our lifetime on this planet. But let us begin.

Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans—born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace.

We stand today on the edge of a new frontier.