In their choice of lovers both the male and the female reveal their essential nature. The type of human being we prefer reveals the contours of our heart. Love is an impulse which springs from the most profound depths of our beings, and upon reaching the visible surface of life carries with it an alluvium of shells and seaweed from the inner abyss. A skilled naturalist, by filing these materials, can reconstruct the oceanic depths from which they have been uprooted.

Today violence is the rhetoric of the period.

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.

I am I plus my surroundings; and if I do not preserve the latter, I do not preserve myself.

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

Revolution is not the uprising against preexisting order, but the setting up of a new order contradictory to the traditional one

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.