Happiness is the intoxication produced by the moment of poise between a satisfactory past and an immediate future, rich with promise.

The timelessness of a concept has to be woven into the running warp of dying time, vertical power has to be wedded to the horizontal earth.

Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inheritance.

We want to feel that this earth is all ours, like our parents' house when we were children.

I did not want to be depressed by the gap existing between my weakness and my ambition.

It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.

We must develop a deeper interest and greater understanding of the people we meet here or abroad. Like us, they are passengers on board that mysterious ship called life.