We are all special cases.

Instead of killing and dying in order to produce the being that we are not, we have to live and let live in order to create what we are.

Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose a future.

Finally, and most of all, words failed him.

No matter how the sun shone, the sea held forth no more promises.

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.

Fate is not in man but around him