In The World Today, Only A Philosophy

There Is So Much Stubborn Hope In The Human Heart.

Blessed Are The Hearts That Can Bend; They Shall Never Be Broken.

Working Conditions For Me Have Always Been Those Of The Monastic Life: Solitude And Frugality. Except For Frugality, They Are Contrary To My Nature, So Much So That Work Is A Violence I Do To Myself.

When There Is No Hope, One Must Invent Hope.

My Dear Friend, We Mustn't Give Them Even The Slightest Excuse To Judge Us! Otherwise, We End Up In Pieces.