Civilization does not last because men are only interested in its results: anesthetics, automobiles, radio. But nothing that civilization provides is the natural fruit of an endemic tree. Everything is the result of an effort. A civilization only endures if many contribute their collaboration to the effort. If everyone prefers to enjoy the fruit, civilization sinks.
There are those who have come into the world to fall in love with only one woman and, consequently, it is not likely that they will stumble upon her.
Progress is only possible when you think big, and it's only possible to move forward when you look far ahead.
A good portion of men have no inner life other than that of their words, and their feelings are reduced to an oral existence.
There is no love without sexual instinct. Love harnesses this instinct as a brutal force, like a brig uses the wind.
Desire dies automatically when achieved: it fades when satisfied. Love, on the other hand, is eternally unsatisfied.
To be surprised, to be puzzled, is to begin to understand.
I am I and my circumstance