It's just as possible to live to the full in a narrow corner as it is in bigness.

As the blackness of the night recedes so does the nadir of yesterday. The child I am forgets so quickly.

You must be true to yourself. Strong enough to be true to yourself. Brave enough to be strong enough to be true to yourself. Wise enough to be brave enough to be strong enough to shape yourself from what you actually are.

To feel as well as hear what someone says requires whole attention.

What a desire! ... to live in peace with that word: Myself.

I see the mind of the five-year-old as a volcano with two vents: destructiveness and creativeness.

Being always overavid, I demand from those I love a love equal to mine, which, being balanced people, they cannot supply.