Long accustomed to a life of self-indulgent solitude$$$ he began to yearn for the beauty of giving himself to others. The nobility of the word 'sacrifice' became clear to him. He took satisfaction in the feeling of his own littleness as a single seed whose purpose was to carry forward from the past into the future the life of the species called humanity.

But a solitary suffers terribly from any suspicion concerning the few people he loves especially.

One can oppose the shallow optimism of so many Western thinkers and yet refuse to negate life.

Better the whole people perish than that injustice be done.

By a lie$$$ a man throws away$$$ and as it were$$$ annihilates his dignity as a man.

Dignity is a value that creates irreplaceability.

Her only flair is in her nostrils.

Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.

The fact that the price must be paid is proof it is worth paying.

A person's rightful due is to be treated as an object of love$$$ not as an object for use.