A Single Event Can Awaken Within Us

It Is Such A Secret Place, The Land Of Tears.

If France Is To Be Judged, Judge Her Not By The Effects Of Her Defeat But By Her Readiness To Sacrifice Herself.

The Tree Is More Than First A Seed, Then A Stem, Then A Living Trunk, And Then Dead Timber. The Tree Is A Slow, Enduring Force Straining To Win The Sky.

We Are Prudent People. We Are Afraid To Let Go Of Our Petty Reality In Order To Grasp At A Great Shadow.

It's Quite Simple: One Sees Clearly Only With The Heart. Anything Essential Is Invisible To The Eyes. [fr., Il Est Tres Simple: On Ne Voit Bien Qu'avec Le Coeur. L'essentiel Est Invisible Pour Les Yeux.]