Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.
From Antoine de Saint-Exupery
The time for action is now. It's never too late to do something.
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
No single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born. It would be a bit too easy if we could go about borrowing ready-made souls.
Transport of the mails, transport of the human voice, transport of flickering pictures-in this century as in others our highest accomplishments still have the single aim of bringing men together.
The one thing that matters is the effort.
Each man must look to himself to teach him the meaning of life. It is not something discovered: it is something molded.
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.
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