Once more I realized to what an extent earthly happiness is made to the measure of man. It is not a rare bird which we must pursue at one moment in heaven, at the next in our minds. Happiness is a domestic bird found in our own courtyards.

Every village has its simpleton, and if one does not exist they invent one to pass the time.

The ultimate, most holy form of theory is action.

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

Reach what you cannot

Never in my life have I feared death as much as I feared that resurrection.

I said only one word, brought only one message: Love. Love - nothing else.