Lands Of Great Discoveries Are Also Lands

Sadness Is Also A Kind Of Defence.

They Looked At The Paper And Saw Nothing In Those Curving Lines, But They Knew And Understood Everything, For Their Geography Was In Their Blood And They Felt Biologically Their Picture Of The World.

What Doesn't Hurt - Is Not Life; What Doesn't Pass - Is Not Happiness.

To Be A Man, To Have Been Born Without Knowing It Or Wanting It, To Be Thrown Into The Ocean Of Existence, To Be Obliged To Swim, To Exist; To Have An Identity; To Resist The Pressure And Shocks From The Outside And The Unforeseen And Unforeseeable Acts - One's Own And Those Of Others - Which So Often Exceed One's Capacities? And What Is More, To Endure One's Own Thoughts About All This: In A Word, To Be Human.

What Doesn't Hurt - Is Not Life; What Doesn't Pass - Is Not Happiness.