Truth And Freedom, Having Few Lovers, Are

Man Is The Only Creature That Refuses To Be What He Is.

It Occurred To Me That Anyway One More Sunday Was Over That Maman Was Buried Now, That I Was Going Back To Work, And That, Really, Nothing Had Changed.

Politics And The Fate Of Mankind Are Formed By Men Without Ideals And Without Greatness. Those Who Have Greatness Within Them Do Not Go In For Politics.

Culture: The Cry Of Men In Face Of Their Destiny.

Every Minute Of Life Carries With It Its Miraculous Value, And Its Face Of Eternal Youth.