I am convinced that to live is to travel towards the world's end.

One of the main points about travelling is to develop in us a feeling of solidarity, of that oneness without which no better world is possible.

Only when one is able to grasp wideness can one possess it.

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

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.

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

I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.