There May Be More Beautiful

Man Is Always Separated From What He Is By All The Breadth Of The Being Which He Is Not. He Makes Himself Known To Himself From The Other Side Of The World And He Looks From The Horizon Toward Himself To Recover His Inner Being.

What Is Not Possible Is Not To Choose.

Things Are Entirely What They Appear To Be And Behind Them... There Is Nothing.

As Far As Men Go, It Is Not What They Are That Interests Me, But What They Can Become.

As Long As The Writer Cannot Write For The Two Billion Men Who Are Hungry, He Will Be Oppressed By A Feeling Of Malaise.