Occupation: Writer Birth: June 29, 1900 Death: July 31, 1944
The house, the stars, the desert -- what gives them their beauty is something that is invisible!.
What do we mean by setting a man free? You cannot free a man who dwells in a desert and is an unfeeling brute..
The wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair..
Man's progress is but a gradual discovery that his questions have no meaning..
When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationsh….
To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown−ups who are no longer interested in anyth….
Although human life is priceless, we always act as if something had an even greater price than life... but what is that something?.
Confuse not love with the raptures of possession, which bring the cruellest of sufferings. For, notwithstanding the general opinion, love does not ca….
You're not a man, you're a mushroom!.
Of course, I love you,' the flower said to him. 'If you were not aware of it, it was my fault..
When I find a woman attractive, I have nothing at all to say. I simply watch her smile. Intellectuals take apart her face in order to explain it bit ….
Once men are caught up in an event, they cease to be afraid. Only the unknown frightens men..
He who bears in his heart a cathedral to be built is already victorious. He who seeks to become sexton of a finished cathedral is already defeated..
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man..
I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him... The land of tears is so mysterious..
Whoever loves above all the approach of love will never know the joy of attaining it..
Even our misfortunes are a part of our belongings..
So the crew fly on with no thought that they are in motion. Like night over the sea, they are very far from the earth, from towns, from trees. The cl….
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them..
You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them...In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it wi….
There is no hope of joy except in human relations..