A hundred children, a hundred individuals who are people – not people-to-be, not people of tomorrow, but people now, right now – today.
I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act. It is not the duty of those around me to love me. Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man.
I am a butterfly drunk with life. I don’t know where to soar, but I won’t allow life to clip my beautiful wings.
Each person carries an entire world within himself, and everything exists twice: once the way it is, the other the way he perceives it with his own eyes and feelings.
My greatest fault is that I am no longer a child.