The farther behind I leave the past, the closer I am to forging my own character.
I am not afraid of death, but would not want to die in some obscure or pointless way.
From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.
One must never look for happiness: one meets it by the way.
I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.
One must use the weapons one finds in one's path.