Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have, so to speak, pawned a part of their narcissism.

Without love we fall ill.

He does not believe that does not live according to his belief.

Intolerance of groups is often, strangely enough, exhibited more strongly against small differences than against fundamental ones.

The communal life of human beings had . . . a two-fold foundation: the compulsion to work, which was created by external necessity, and the power of love.

It is always possible to bind together a considerable number of people in love, so long as there are other people left over to receive the manifestations of their aggressiveness.

Everywhere I go I find that a poet has been there before me.