A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

[Liberty] is a choreand a long-distance race, quite solitary, quite exhausting.

Modern conquerors can kill, but do not seem to be able to create. Artists know how to create but cannot really kill. Murderers are only very exceptionally found among artists.

Life is a sum of all your choices". So, what are you doing today?

Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.

When a war breaks out, people say: "It's too stupid; it can't last long." But though a war may well be "too stupid," that doesn't prevent its lasting. Stupidity has a knack of getting its way; as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.

The greatness of man lies in his decision to be stronger than his condition.