But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.

Once you are my friend, I am responsible for you.

We live not by things, but by the meaning of things. It is needful to transmit the passwords from generation to generation.

It is the savor of bread broken with comrades that makes us accept the values of war.

And that heart which was a wild garden was given to him who only loved trim lawns. And the imbecile carried the princess into slavery.

The soldier's body becomes a stock of accessories that are not his property.

Defeat is a thing of weariness, of incoherence, of boredom, and above all futility.