As you walk, you cut open and create that river bed into which the stream of your descendants shall enter and flow.

Overdraw me, Lord, and who cares if I break.

A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free.

I should learn to run, to wrestle, to swim, to ride horses, to row, to drive a car, to fire a rifle. I should fill my soul with flesh. I should fill my flesh with soul. In fact, I should reconcile at last within me the two internal antagonists.

I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.

Lions and Lambs, love and force, light and fire, good and evil: all things climb the same mountain, the mountain of God.

Be sure to live up to your reputation for honesty and goodness, because many souls who believe you to be honest and good have placed themselves in your hands.