Because Each Of You Has His Or

Forgive Me If What Has Seemed Little To You, To Me Is All.

We Are Finally Living In Plato's Cave, If We Consider How Those Who Were Imprisoned Within The Cave - Who Could Do Nothing But Watch Those Shadows Passing On The Back Wall - Were Convinced That Those Shadows Were Their One And Only Reality. I See A Profound Similarity To All This In The Epoch We're Now Living In. We No Longer Live Simply Through Images: We Live Through Images That Don't Even Exist, Which Are The Result Not Of Physical Projection But Of Pure Virtuality.

In Matters Of Feeling And Of The Heart, Too Much Is Always Better Than Too Little.

I Don't Doubt That A Man Can Live Perfectly Well On His Own, But I'm Convinced That He Begins To Die As Soon As He Closes The Door Of His House Behind Him.

I Am Traveling Less In Order To Be Able To Write More. I Select My Travel Destinations According To Their Degree Of Usefulness To My Work.