To exist is to adapt, and if one could not adapt, one died and made room for those who could.
A television picture or a movie might be lost forever, but your book is waiting.
A journey is time suspended.
A ship does not sail with yesterday's wind.
Men strive for peace, but it is their enemies that give them strength, and I think if man no longer had enemies, he would have to invent them, for his strength only grows from struggle.
This-this was what made life: a moment of quiet, the water falling in the fountain, the girl's voice. . . a moment of captured beauty. Those who are truly wise will never permit such moments to escape.