Is not man himself the most unsettled of all the creatures of the earth? What is this trembling sensation that is intensified with each ascending step in the natural order?

Thought itself needs words. It runs on them like a long wire. And if it loses the habit of words, little by little it becomes shapeless, somber.

When you put a man and a woman together, there are some things they simply have to do. They embrace, they warm each other. All the rest is dead and empty.

If we have anything kind to say, any tender sentiment to express, we feel a sense of shame.

At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist.

Nobody is bound by any obligation unless it has first been freely accepted.

To believe in God is to know that all the rules will be fair, and that there will be wonderful surprises.