The coward makes himself cowardly, the hero makes himself heroic.

You must be afraid, my son. That is how one becomes an honest citizen.

All I can do is make the best of what I am, become accustomed to it, evaluate the possibilities, and take advantage of them the best I can.

Man is not the sum of what he has already, but rather the sum of what he does not yet have, of what he could have.

Several hours or several years make no difference once you have lost eternity.

Absurd, irreducible; nothing — not even a profound and secret delirium of nature — could explain it. Obviously I did not know everything, I had not seen the seeds sprout, or the tree grow. But faced with this great wrinkled paw, neither ignorance nor knowledge was important: the world of explanations and reasons is not the world of existence. A circle is not absurd, it is clearly explained by the rotation of a straight segment around one of its extremities. But neither does a circle exist. This root, on the other hand, existed in such a way that I could not explain it.

Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.