You know... when you are sad you love the sunsets.

No single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born. It would be a bit too easy if we could go about borrowing ready-made souls.

One is a member of a country, a profession, a civilization, a religion. One is not just a man.

Demagoguery enters at the moment when, for want of a common denominator, the principle of equality degenerates into the principle of identity.

I saw the sunset forty-four times!

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

The essential things in life are seen, not with the eyes but with the heart.