Gabriel Marcel

I almost think that hope is for the soul what breathing is for the living organism. Where hope is lacking the soul dries up and withers.

But however measurable, there is much more life in music than mathematics or logic ever dreamed of.

Music at times is more like perfume than mathematics.

You know you have loved someone when you have glimpsed in them that which is too beautiful to die.

An individual is not distinct from his place. He is his place.