Coffee, the sober drink, the mighty nourishment of the brain, which unlike other spirits, heightens purity and lucidity; coffee, which clears the clouds of the imagination and their gloomy weight; which illuminates the reality of things suddenly with the flush of truth.

Woman is the Sunday of man: not his repose only, but his joy; the salt of his life.

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

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

He who knows how to be poor knows everything.

He who would confine his thought to present time will not understand present reality.

You are one of the forces of nature.