They looked at the paper and saw nothing in those curving lines, but they knew and understood everything, for their geography was in their blood and they felt biologically their picture of the world.

What doesn't hurt - is not life; what doesn't pass - is not happiness.

Sadness is also a kind of defence.

That wild beast which lives in man and does not dare to show itself until the barriers of law and custom have been removed, was now set free.

There is no rule without revolts and conspiracies, even as there is no property without work and worry.

What does your sorrow do while you sleep? -It’s awake and waiting. And when it loses patience, it wakes me up.

Searching for what I need, and I don't even know precisely what that is, I was going from a man to a man, and I saw that all of them together have less than me who has nothing, and that I left to each of them a bit of that what I don't have and I've been searching for.