The child--a skilled actor with a hundred masks: a different one for his mother, father, grandmother or grandfather, for a stern or lenient teacher, for the cook or maid, for his own friends, for the rich and poor. Naive and cunning, humble and haughty, gentle and vengeful, well behaved and willful, he disguises himself so well that he can lead us by the nose.

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.

Are decent people in positions of leadership eternally condemned to Calvary?

Take a look at the world and laugh

You will go on blundering, for only he who does nothing avoids errors.

I have signed a pact with life: we will not get in each other's way

When does the loneliness of old age begin?