All of us have had the experience of a sudden joy that came when nothing in the world had forewarned us of its coming - a joy so thrilling that if it was born of misery we remembered even the misery with tenderness.

Mad is the man who is forever gritting his teeth against that granite block, complete and changeless, of the past.

A man's age represents a fine cargo of experiences and memories.

On ne sait jamais! One never knows!

I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed.

No truth is proved, no truth achieved, by argument, and the ready-made truths men offer you are mere conveniences or drugs to make you sleep.

Love, like a carefully loaded ship, crosses the gulf between the generations.