...One loves the sunset when one is sad... |
A chief is a man who assumes responsibility. He says "I was beaten," he does not say "My men were beaten"; |
A civilization is a heritage of beliefs, customs, and knowledge slowly accumulated in the course of centuries, elements difficult at times to justify by logic, but justifying themselves as paths when they lead somewhere, since they open up for man his inner distance. |
A civilization is built on what is required of men, not on that which is provided for them. |
A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away. |
A life without love in it is like a heap of ashes upon a deserted hearth, with Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction |
A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the idea of a cathedral in mind. |
A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. |
A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born. |
A sky as pure as water bathed the stars and brought them out |
And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye. |
And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. |
Are wars... anything but the means whereby a nation's problems are set, where creation is stimulated / there you have adventure. But there is no adventure in heads-or-tails, in betting that the toss will come out of life or death. War is not an adventure. It is a disease. It is like typhus. |
As for the future, your task is not to foresee it, but to enable it. |
But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart... |