Living is a constant process of deciding what we are going to do.

It is not obligatory for a generation to have great men.

By speaking, by thinking, we undertake to clarify things, and that forces us to exacerbate them, dislocate them, schematize them. Every concept is in itself an exaggeration.

The cynic, a parasite of civilization, lives by denying it, for the very reason that he is convinced that it will not fail.

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

"Natural" man is always there, under the changeable historical man. We call him and he comes-a little sleepy, benumbed, without his lost form of instinctive hunter, but, after all, still alive. Natural man is first prehistoric man-the hunter.

One age cannot be completely understood if all the others are not understood. The song of history can only be sung as a whole.