To live is to be slowly born.

The wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair.

Charity never humiliated him who profited from it, nor ever bound him by the chains of gratitude, since it was not to him but to God that the gift was made.

My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.

He who never says "no" is no true man.

A child is not frightened at the thought of being patiently transmuted into an old man.

For there is but one problem - the problem of human relations. We forget that there is no hope or joy except in human relations.