From the satisfaction of desire there may arise, accompanying joy and as it were sheltering behind it, something not unlike despair.

The thing I am most aware of is my limits. And this is natural; for I never, or almost never, occupy the middle of my cage; my whole being surges toward the bars.

Families, I hate you! Shut-in homes, closed doors, jealous possessors of happiness

One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.

Life never presents us with anything which may not be looked upon as a fresh starting point, no less than as a termination.

Long only for what you have.

The very act of sacrifice magnifies the one who sacrifices himself to the point where his sacrifice is much more costly to humanity than would have been the loss of those for whom he is sacrificing himself. But in his abnegation lies the secret of his grandeur.