In those days, I didn't understand anything. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. She perfumed my planet and lit up my life. I should never have run away! I ought to have realized the tenderness underlying her silly pretensions. Flowers are so contadictory! But I was too young to know how to love her.

The dignity of the individual demands that he be not reduced to vassalage by the largesse of others.

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

Once we are bound together to our brothers by a common good that is outside us, then we can breathe. Experience teaches us that love is not to gaze at one another but to gaze in the same direction. There is no comradeship except through unity on the same rope, climbing towards the same peak.

In giving you are throwing a bridge across the chasm of your solitude.

The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them.

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