In our wildest aberrations we dream of an equilibrium we have left behind and which we naively expect to find at the end of our errors. Childish presumption which justifies the fact that child-nations, inheriting our follies, are now directing our history.

Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

And so I learned that familiar paths traced in the dusk of summer evenings may lead as well to prison as to innocent untroubled sleep.

Whoever today speaks of human existence in terms of power, efficiency, and historical tasks is an actual or potential assassin.

Psychology is action, not thinking about oneself.

I explained to him, however, that my nature was such that my physical needs often got in the way of my feelings.

Freedom of the press is perhaps the freedom that has suffered the most from the gradual degradation of the idea of liberty.