The best part of the art of living is to know how to grow old gracefully.

We can never really be prepared for that which is wholly new. We have to adjust ourselves, and every radical adjustment is a crisis in self-esteem: we undergo a test, we have to prove ourselves. It needs subordinate self-confidence to face drastic change without inner trembling.

Free men are aware of the imperfection inherent in human affairs, and they are willing to fight and die for that which is not perfect.

The aspiration toward freedom is the most essentially human of all human manifestations.

What greater reassurance can the weak have than that they are like anyone else?

Faith in humanity, in posterity, in the destiny of one's religion, nation, race, party or family-what is it but the visualization of that eternal something to which we attach the self that is about to be annihilated?

Those who feel guilty are afraid; and those who are afraid somehow feel guilty. To the onlooker, too, the fearful seem guilty.