He Who Would Travel Happy Must Travel

Nothing Can Match The Treasure Of Common Memories, Of Trials Endured Together, Of Quarrels And Reconciliations And Generous Emotions. It Is Idle, Having Planted An Acorn In The Morning, To Expect That Afternoon To Sit In The Shade Of The Oak.

Man Is A Knot Into Which Relationships Are Tied.

For There Is But One Problem - The Problem Of Human Relations. We Forget That There Is No Hope Or Joy Except In Human Relations.

He Had Taken Seriously Words Which Were Without Importance, And It Made Him Very Unhappy.

Here Is My Secret. It Is Very Simple: One Sees Well Only With The Heart. The Essential Is Invisible To The Eyes.