Abasement, degradation is simply the manner of life of the man who has refused to be what it is his duty to be.

Rancor is an outpouring of a feeling of inferiority.

We have not reached ethical perfection in hunting. One never achieves perfection in anything, and perhaps it exists precisely so that one can never achieve it. Its purpose is to orient our conduct and to allow us to measure the progress accomplished. In this sense, the advancement achieved in the ethics of hunting is undeniable.

In order to master the unruly torrent of life the learned man meditates, the poet quivers, and the political hero erects the fortress of his will.

He who wishes to teach us a truth should not tell it to us, but simply suggest it with a brief gesture, a gesture which starts an ideal trajectory in the air along which we glide until we find ourselves at the feet of the new truth.

We need to study the whole of history, not to fall back into it, but to see if we can escape from it.

Hating someone is feeling irritation by their mere existence.