She was not too young to be wise, but she was too young to know that wisdom shouldn't be spoken aloud when you are happy.

In our hearts there is a ruthless dictator, ready to contemplate the misery of a thousand strangers if it will ensure the happiness of the few we love.

Despair is the price one pays for setting himself an impossible aim.

Its typical of Mexico, of the whole human race perhaps — violence in favour of an ideal and then the ideal lost but the violence just going on.

If you have abandoned one faith, do not abandon all faith. There is always an alternative to the faith we lose. Or is it the same faith under another mask?

So long as one is happy one can endure any discipline: it was unhappiness that broke down the habits of work.

I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.