For now it seems that by advancing into unknown territories, I entered into my life

Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.

The farther behind I leave the past, the closer I am to forging my own character.

Life on the open road is liberty... to be alone, to have few needs, to be unknown, everywhere a foreigner and at home, and to walk grandly and solitarily in conquest of the world.

A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.

But the vagrant owns the whole vast earth that ends only at the nonexistent horizon, and his empire is an intangible one, for his domination and enjoyment of it are things of the spirit.

One must never look for happiness: one meets it by the way.

I feel alone, free, and detached from everything in the world, and I'm happy.

From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.

The savage hatred I feel for crowds is getting worse, natural enemies that they are of imagination and of thought.

We are, all of us, poor wretches, and those who prefer not to understand this are even worse off than the rest of us.

The Saviour is the Son of God.

Maybe memories should be left the way they are.

What a cruel thing war is... to fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors.

Isn't hate merely the result of wounded love?

What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier? Each moment seems split in two: melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement of entering a new land.

The best argument is that which seems merely an explanation.

Maidana is a young, strong and tough competitor. He's a guy that I can't overlook. You can never take any fighter for granted because anything can happen.

We will export death and violence to the four corners of the earth in defense of our great nation.

Will the people in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry.

So far as musical pedagogy is concerned - And by extension of musical creation - Nadia Boulanger is the most influential person who ever lived