Even though human life may be the most precious thing on earth, we always behave as if there were something of higher value than human life.

No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.

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 wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair.

My senses of space, of distance, and of direction entirely vanished. When I looked for the ground I sometimes looked down, sometimes up, sometimes left, sometimes right. I thought I was very high up when I would suddenly be thown to earth in a near vertical spin. I thought I was very low to the ground and I was pulled up to 3,000 feet in two minutes by the 500-horsepower motor. It danced, it pushed, it tossed. . . . Ah! la la!

Truth, for any man, is that which makes him a man.

You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water.