The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

A golf course is the epitome of all that is purely transitory in the universe, a space not to dwell in, but to get over as quickly as possible.

To seek out in a world full of joy the one thing that is certain to give you pain, and hug it to your bosom with all your strength; that's the greatest human happiness.

Their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion.

It's odd how people waiting for you stand out far less clearly than people you are waiting for.

Everyone, when there's war in the air, learns to live in a new element: falsehood.

One of the privileges of the great is to witness catastrophes from a terrace.