A child. . . opens and closes like a blossom.

There emanates from superlatives a destructive force.

Justice begins with the recognition of the necessity of sharing. The oldest law is that which regulates it, and this is still themost important law today and, as such, has remained the basic concern of all movements which have at heart the community of human activities and of human existence in general.

History portrays everything as if it could not have come otherwise. History is on the side of what happened.

There is nothing that man fears more than the touch of the unknown.

People's fates are simplified by their names.

Almost Kien was tempted to believe in happiness, that contemptible life-goal of illiterates. If it came of itself, without being hunted for, if you did not hold it fast by force and treated it with a certain condescension, it was permissible to endure its presence for a few days