-Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
-There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person.
-There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.
-We are going to the moon, that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself.
-People living deeply have no fear of death.
-And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
-We don’t see things as they are, we see things as we are.
-Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
-Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.