The forceps of our minds are clumsy forceps, and crush the truth a little in taking hold of it.

The past is but the past of a beginning.

When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.

Human history becomes more and more a race between education and catastrophe.

We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment of life is a miracle and mystery.

Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo.