Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.

I have not stopped loving that which is sacred in this world.

Believe me, the hardest thing for a man to give up is that which he really doesn't want, after all.

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

It occurred to me that anyway one more Sunday was over that Maman was buried now, that I was going back to work, and that, really, nothing had changed.

I shall not, as far as I am concerned, try to pass myself off as a Christian in your presence. I share with you the same revulsion from evil. But I do not share your hope, and I continue to struggle against this universe in which children suffer and die.

True artists scorn nothing.