Navigating by the compass in a sea of clouds over Spain is all very well, it is very dashing, but - you want to remember that below the sea of clouds lies eternity.

No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.

But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you.

You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.

The dignity of the individual demands that he be not reduced to vassalage by the largesse of others.

Sorrow is one of the vibrations that prove the fact of living.

A man's age is something impressive, it sums up his life: maturity reached slowly and against many obstacles, illnesses cured, griefs and despairs overcome, and unconscious risks taken; maturity formed through so many desires, hopes, regrets, forgotten things, loves. A man's age represents a fine cargo of experience and memories.