It’s hard luck always having to be a judge.
I showed the grown ups my maasterpiece, andI asked them if my drawing scared them. They answered why be scared of a hat? My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.
What torments me is not the humps nor hollows nor the ugliness. It is the sight, a little bit in all these men, of Mozart murdered.
But certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a matter of indifference.
She knew this man’s smile, his gentle ways of love, but not his godlike fury in the storm. She might snare him in a fragile net of music, love and flowers, but, at each departure, he would break forth without, it seemed to her, the least regret.
If you want to build a boat, do not instruct the men to saw wood, stitch the sails, prepare the tools and organize the work, but make them long for setting sail and travel to distant lands.
I believe that for his escape he took advantage of the migration of a flock of wild birds.
When one wishes to play the wit, he sometimes wander a little from the truth.
Only the children know what they are looking for.
Life always bursts the boundaries of formulas.
The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen.
Grown ups are certainly very strange.
Straight ahead you can’t go very far.
Demagoguery enters at the moment when, for want of a common denominator, the principle of equality degenerates into the principle of identity.
To become a man is to be responsible; to be ashamed of miseries that you did not cause.
The one thing that matters is the effort. It continues, whereas the end to be attained is but an illusion of the climber, as he fares on and on from crest to crest; and once the goal is reached it has no meaning.
It’s useful because it’s beautiful.
If France is to be judged, judge her not by the effects of her defeat but by her readiness to sacrifice herself.
Make your life a dream, and a dream a reality.
Love, like a carefully loaded ship, crosses the gulf between the generations.