Human beings are like timid punctuation marks sprinkled among the incomprehensible sentences of life.

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.

The spirit of a nation is what counts-the look in its eyes.

In war-time a man is called a hero. It doesn't make him any braver, and he runs for his life. But at least it's a hero who is running away.

I have been a woman for fifty years, and I've never yet been able to discover precisely what it is I am.

Those who weep recover more quickly than those who smile.

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