The worth of a human being lies in the ability to extend oneself, to go outside oneself, to exist in and for other people.

A gesture cannot be regarded as the expression of an individual, as his creation (because no individual is capable of creating a fully original gesture, belonging to nobody else), nor can it even be regarded as that person's instrument; on the contrary, it is gestures that use us as their instruments, as their bearers and incarnations

If our planet has seen some eighty billion people it is difficult to suppose hat every individual has had his or her own repertory of gestures. Arithmetically, it is simply impossible. Without the slightest doubt, there are far fewer gestures in the world than there are individuals. That finding leads us to a shocking conclusion: a gesture is more individual than an individual. We could put it in the form of an aphorism: many people, few gestures.

Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent.

In her presence I could dare everything: sincerity, emotion, pathos.

Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an esthetic end.

Since the insignificance of all things is our lot, we should not bear it as an affliction but learn to enjoy it.