How strange when an illusion dies. It's as though you've lost a child.

If we are to reach real peace in the world$$$ we shall have to begin with the children.

Speak only if it improves upon the silence.

You don't know who is important to you until you actually lose them.

There are many causes I would die for. There is not a single cause I would kill for.

I never said$$$ 'I want to be alone.' I only said 'I want to be let alone!' There is all the difference.

I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning$$$ sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.

What barrier is there that love cannot break?

If I had no sense of humor$$$ I would long ago have committed suicide.

Whenever you take a step forward$$$ you are bound to disturb something.