The choice of a point of view is the initial act of a culture.

Life is the external text, the burning bush by the edge of the path from which God speaks.

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

The hunter who accepts the sporting code of ethics keeps his commandments in the greatest solitude, with no witness or audience other than the sharp peaks of the mountain, the roaming cloud, the stern oak, the trembling juniper, and the passing animal.

Tell me to what you pay attention and I will tell you who you are.

Liberalism... is the noblest cry that has ever resounded in this planet.

The past will not tell us what we ought to do, but... what we ought to avoid.