One Always Has Exaggerated Ideas About What

Sometimes, Carrying On, Just Carrying On, Is The Superhuman Achievement.

More And More, When Faced With The World Of Men, The Only Reaction Is One Of Individualism. Man Alone Is An End Unto Himself. Everything One Tries To Do For The Common Good Ends In Failure.

I Was Born Poor And Without Religion, Under A Happy Sky, Feeling Harmony, Not Hostility, In Nature. I Began Not By Feeling Torn, But In Plenitude.

In Our Society, Any Man Who Doesn't Cry At His Mother's Funeral Is Liable To Be Condemned To Death.

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