Man has to live with the body and soul which have fallen to him by chance.

We live at a time when man believes himself fabulously capable of creation, but he does not know what to create.

Under the species of Syndicalism and Fascism there appears for the first time in Europe a type of man who does not want to give reasons or to be right, but simply shows himself resolved to impose his opinions.

Order is not pressure which is imposed on society from without, but an equilibrium which is set up from within.

The metaphor is perhaps one of man's most fruitful potentialities. Its efficacy verges on magic, and it seems a tool for creation which God forgot inside one of His creatures when He made him.

Poetry is adolescence fermented, and thus preserved.

There are people who so arrange their lives that they feed themselves only on side dishes.