Children will still die unjustly even in a perfect society. Even by his greatest effort, man can only propose to diminish, arithmetically, the sufferings of the world.

I know simply that the sky will last longer than I.

If the descent is thus sometimes performed in sorrow, it can also take place in joy.

Have you no hope at all? And do you really live with the thought that when you die, you die, and nothing remains?" "Yes," I said.

To lose the touch of flowers and women's hands is the supreme separation.

For what gives value to travel is fear. It breaks down a kind of inner structure we have. Travel robs us of such refuge. Far from our own people, our own language, stripped of all our props, deprived of our masks (one doesn't know the fare on the streetcars, or anything else), we are completely on the surface of ourselves.

We must learn how to lend ourselves to dreaming when dreams lend themselves to us.