By suppressing differences and peculiarities, by eliminating different civilizations and cultures, progress weakens life and favors death

A civilization that denies death ends by denying life.

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us

Beyond happiness or unhappiness, though it is both things, love is intensity; it does not give us eternity but life, that second in which the doors of time and space open just a crack: here is there and now is always.

If each of my words were a drop of water, you would see through them and glimpse what I feel: gratitude, acknowledgement.

To love is to undress our names.