Those who live are those who fight.
One only needs to see a smile in a white crape bonnet in order to enter the palace of dreams.
Let us say it now: to be blind and to be loved, is indeed, upon this earth where nothing is complete, one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness.
A writer is a world trapped in a person.
Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.
There comes an hour when protest no longer suffices; after philosophy there must be action; the strong hand finishes what the idea has sketched.