Language is the source of misunderstandings.

Perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there is no longer anything to take away, when a body has been stripped down to its nakedness.

It is not a question of living dangerously. That formula is too arrogant, too presumptuous. I don't care much for bull-fighters. It's not the danger I love. I know what I love. It is life itself.

The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.

Loneliness is bred of a mind that has grown earth-bound.

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

For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.