I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act. It is not the duty of those around me to love me. Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man.

Life is a circus ring, with some moments more spectacular than others.

My greatest fault is that I am no longer a child

I am a butterfly drunk with life. I don't know where to soar, but I won't allow life to clip my beautiful wings.

A hundred children, a hundred individuals who are people--not people-to-be, not people of tomorrow, but people now, right now--today.

I am well versed in reading the pages of war.

Life bites like a dog.