Thinking about the suffering of those you hold dear can reduce you to tears; in fact, you could spend the whole day crying.

Anyhow, I've learned one thing now. You only really get to know people when you've had a jolly good row with them. Then and then only can you judge their true characters!

I simply can't imagine the world will ever be normal again for us. I do talk about "after the war," but it's as if I'm talking about a castle in the air, something that can never come true.

How lovely to think that no one need wait a moment, we can start now, start slowly changing the world! How lovely that everyone, great and small, can make their contribution toward introducing justice straightaway... And you can always, always give something, even if it is only kindness!

I can't imagine how anyone can say: "I'm weak," and then remain so. After all, if you know it, why not fight against it, why not try to train your character? The answer was: "Because it's so much easier not to!

The world has plenty of room, riches, money and beauty ... Let us begin by dividing it more fairly.

I am what a romantic movie is to a profound thinker - a mere diversion, a comic interlude, something that is soon forgotten.