The world is the sum-total of our vital possibilities.

Excellence means when a man or woman asks of himself more than others do.

If the human intellect functions, it is actually in order to solve the problems which the man's inner destiny sets it.

Every life is, more or less, a ruin among whose debris we have to discover what the person ought to have been.

We do not live to think, but, on the contrary, we think in order that we may succeed in surviving.

Whoever has not felt the danger of our times palpitating under his hand, has not really penetrated to the vitals of destiny, he has merely pricked the surface.

Triumph cannot help being cruel.