Men without joy seem like corpses.

I am in the world to change the world.

I am afraid of dying-but being dead, oh yes, that to me is often an appealing prospect.

Look at life with the eyes of a child.

I thought I was a revolutionary and was only an evolutionary.

Men without joy seem like corpses.

It seems to me nowadays that the most important task for someone who is aging is to spread love and warmth whenever possible.