At its starting point in India, the birthplace of races and religions, the womb of the world.

At its starting point in India, the birthplace of races and religions, the womb of the world.

He who knows how to be poor knows everything.

How beautifully everything is arranged by Nature; as soon as a child enters the world, it finds a mother ready to take care of it.

The indifference of men, far more than their tyranny, is the torment of women.

The historian's first duties are sacrilege and the mocking of false gods. They are his indispensable instruments for establishing the truth.

The real, in all this efforts, is that we climb just for climbing.