If youth did not matter so much to itself it would never have the heart to go on

The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.

The history of every country begins in the heart of a man or a woman

Men travel faster now, but I do not know if they go to better things.

I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.

I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge.