... a man can safely sacrifice a great deal as long as he clings to the essential.

The task of the artist is to sense more keenly than others the harmony of the world, the beauty and the outrage of what man has done to it, and poignantly to let people know.

It is a brave man who is the first to sit down during a standing ovation.

Nowadays we don't think much of a man's love for an animal; we laugh at people who are attached to cats. But if we stop loving animals, aren't we bound to stop loving humans too?

I have spent all my life under a Communist regime, and I will tell you that a society without any objective legal scale is a terrible one indeed. But a society with no other scale but the legal one is not quite worthy of man either.

After all, man is a complicated being, why should he be explainable by logic?

Call no day happy 'til it is done; call no man happy til he is dead.

Every man always has handy a dozen glib little reasons why he is right not to sacrifice himself.

How can you expect a man who's warm to understand one who's cold?