"Perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add but when there is no longer anything to take away, when a body has been stripped down to its nakedness."

"If you want to build a ship, don't drum up people to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea."

"Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them."

"To be a man is to be responsible. It is to feel shame at the sight of what seems to be unmerited misery. It is to take pride in a victory won by one's comrades. It is to feel, when setting one's stone, that one is contributing to the building of the world."

"Once men are caught up in an event, they cease to be afraid. Only the unknown frightens men."

"You are responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose."

"The notion of looking on at life has always been hateful to me. What am I if I am not a participant? In order to be, I must participate."

"He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man."

"It is such a secret place, the land of tears."

"How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to become -- to be at last, and to die in the fullness of his being."

"I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind."

"When you give yourself, you receive more than you give."

"We say nothing essential about the cathedral when we speak of its stones. We say nothing essential about Man when we seek to define him by the qualities of men."

"A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the idea of a cathedral in mind."

"Charity never humiliated him who profited from it, nor ever bound him by the chains of gratitude, since it was not to him but to God that the gift was made."

"A civilization is built on what is required of men, not on that which is provided for them."

"What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my anger wax hot, my love grow exalted, my hatred collect in me, and that boasted solidarity between me and my body was gone."

"What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my anger wax hot, my love grow exalted, my hatred collect in me, and that boasted solidarity between me and my body was gone."

We need to discover not only what disturbs our minds, but also what the antidotes to those factors are.

It is very rare or almost impossible that an event can be negative from all points of view.

Silence is sometimes the best answer.

Let us try to recognize the precious nature of each day.

Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

Love is the absence of judgment.