Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.
Andre GideIt is easier to lead men to combat, stirring up their passion, than to restrain them and direct them toward the patient labors of peace.
Andre GideNever have I been able to settle in life. Always seated askew, as if on the arm of a chair; ready to get up, to leave.
Andre Gide