I've arrived at the age where a platonic friendship can be sustained on the highest moral plane.

My pain may be the reason for somebody's laugh. But my laugh must never be the reason for somebody's pain.

The glamour of it all! New York! America!

Man as an individual is a genius. But men in the mass form the headless monster, a great, brutish idiot that goes where prodded.

I do not wish to lose my temper because very shortly I will lose my head. Nevertheless, upon leaving this spark of earthly existence, I have this to say: I shall see you all very soon ... very soon.

As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection "WISDOM OF THE HEART".

Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security.