The mother...swinging the children by pulling on a length of string, while at the same time she kept and eye on them with that protective watchfulness, half animal, half angelic, which is the quality of motherhood.

Ma vie est une énigme dont ton nom est le mot. (My life is an enigma, of which your name is the word.)

A one-eyed man is much more incomplete than a blind man, for he knows what it is that's lacking.

One only needs to see a smile in a white crape bonnet in order to enter the palace of dreams.

Everything speaks: the flowing airstream and the sailing halycon, the blade of grass, the flower, the bud, the element; did you imagine the universe to be otherwise?

Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.

I represent a party which does not yet exist: the party Revolution-Civilization. This party will make the twentieth century. There will issue from it first the United States of Europe, then the United States of the World.