For, To Conceited Men, All Other Men

He Who Never Says "no" Is No True Man.

What Torments Me Is Not The Humps Nor Hollows Nor The Ugliness. It Is The Sight, A Little Bit In All These Men, Of Mozart Murdered.

You Risk Tears If You Let Yourself Be Tamed.

We Say Nothing Essential About The Cathedral When We Speak Of Its Stones. We Say Nothing Essential About Man When We Seek To Define Him By The Qualities Of Men.

Love Does Not Consist In Gazing At Each Other, But In Looking Outward Together In The Same Direction.