To trust people is a luxury in which only the wealthy can indulge; the poor cannot afford it.

. . . life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t'other from which . . .

If only the sense of actuality can be lulled-and it sleeps for ever in most historians-there is no passion that cannot be gratified in the past.

What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?

Man has to pick up the use of his functions as he goes along- especially the function of Love.

Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.

We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.