There is an invisible garment woven around us from our earliest years; it is made of the way we eat, the way we walk, the way we greet people.

In times of death and famine, reason is on the side of the priests-who have their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion, invents them.

Oh God, if you want women to never again raise their voices, then create an adult man!

There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man.

I'm not afraid of death. It's the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life.

Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?

A woman is a creature who has discovered her own nature.