Do not trust your memory it is a net full of holes the most beautiful prizes slip through it. – Georges Duhamel
The swimmer adrift on the open seas measures his strength, and strives with all his muscles to keep himself afloat. But what is he to do when there is no land on the horizon, and none beyond it? – Georges Duhamel
I have too much respect for the idea of God to make it responsible for such an absurd world. – Georges Duhamel
It is strange what a contempt men have for the joys that are offered them freely. – Georges Duhamel
