Life Is Fired At Us Point Blank.

We Distinguish The Excellent Man From The Common Man By Saying That The Former Is The One Who Makes Great Demands On Himself, And The Latter Who Makes No Demands On Himself.

Love Is That Splendid Triggering Of Human Vitality The Supreme Activity Which Nature Affords Anyone For Going Out Of Himself Toward Someone Else.

The Surrealist Thinks He Has Outstripped The Whole Of Literary History When He Has Written (here A Word That There Is No Need To Write) Where Others Have Written "jasmines, Swans And Fauns." But What He Has Really Done Has Been Simply To Bring To Light Another Form Of Rhetoric Which Hitherto Lay Hidden In The Latrines.

Life Is The External Text, The Burning Bush By The Edge Of The Path From Which God Speaks.

There Are People Who So Arrange Their Lives That They Feed Themselves Only On Side Dishes.