GIDE, ANDRE : One doesn't discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.
GIDE, ANDRE : I had rather be hated for what I am than be loved for what I am not.
GIDE, ANDRE : One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the home shorefor a very long time.
GIDE, ANDRE : Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves!
GIDE, ANDRE : One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the home shore.
GIDE, ANDRE : Our judgements about things vary according to the time left us to live -that we think is left us to live.
GIDE, ANDRE : It is better to be hated for what you are than loved for what you are not.
