The seed haunted by the sun never fails to find its way between the stones in the ground. And the pure logician, if no sun draws him forth, remains entangled in his logic.

It is as a soldier that you make love and as a lover that you make war.

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

It is always in the midst, in the epicenter, of your troubles that you find serenity.

It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.

I wonder," he said, "whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day each one of us may find his own again.

You give birth to that on which you fix your mind