Beauty, Real Beauty, Is Something Very Grave.

Obligations, Hatreds, Injuries; What Did I Expect My Memories To Be? I Was Forgetting Remorse. Now I Have A Complete Past.

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.

God! Is There Anything Uglier Than A Frightened Man!

It Takes A Certain Courage And A Certain Greatness Even To Be Truly Base.

To Say Yes, You Have To Sweat And Roll Up Your Sleeves And Plunge Both Hands Into Life Up To The Elbows. It Is Easy To Say No, Even If Saying No Means Death.