The Color Of Truth Is Gray.

The Young People Who Come To Me In The Hope Of Hearing Me Utter A Few Memorable Maxims Are Quite Disappointed. Aphorisms Are Not My Forte, I Say Nothing But Banalities.... I Listen To Them And They Go Away Delighted.

Believe In Your Strength And Your Vision. Learn To Repeat To Yourself, 'it All Depends On Me'.

Each Of Us Really Understands In Others Only Those Feelings He Is Capable Of Producing Himself.

Do Not Scorn Little Victories.

We Should Enjoy This Summer, Flower By Flower, As If It Were To Be The Last One We’ll See.