Language is the source of misunderstandings.

The tender friendships one gives up, on parting, leave their bite on the heart, but also a curious feeling of a treasure somewhere buried.

You cannot plant an acorn in the morning, and expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of an oak.

To be a man is, precisely, to be responsible. It is to feel shame at the sight of what seems to be unmerited misery. It is to take pride in a victory won by one's comrades. It is to feel, when setting one's stone, that one is contributing to the building of the world.

A civilization is built on what is required of men, not on that which is provided for them.

Action and personal happiness have no truck with each other; they are eternally at war.

Navigating by the compass in a sea of clouds over Spain is all very well, it is very dashing, but - you want to remember that below the sea of clouds lies eternity.