Life is a series of collisions with the future.

Civilization is nothing else but the attempt to reduce force to being the last resort.

Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.

There is no doubt; even a rejection can be the shadow of a caress”.

To be surprised, to wonder, is to begin to understand. This is the sport, the luxury, special to the intellectual man.

To live is to feel oneself lost.

In these years we are witnessing the gigantic spectacle of innumerable human lives wandering about lost in their own labyrinths, through not having anything to which to give themselves.