“Life is all about balance. Since I have only one leg, I understand that well.”

“They say that life is about balance. That it trades one sorrow for one joy and so forth until it finds some kind of harmony. Well, I want none of it. I've never been as dead as I was when I was balanced. I don't want life to be contained. I want it unbound, inspired. Alive.”

“We only have one life to live. Since everybody has the potential to be successful, I hope we'll all take an action and actually live it.”

“Well, then, since you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.”

“One day, quite some time ago, I happened on a photograph of Napoleon’s youngest brother, Jerome, taken in 1852. And I realized then, with an amazement I have not been able to lessen since: ‘I am looking at eyes that looked at the Emperor.’ Sometimes I would mention this amazement, but since no one seemed to share it, nor even to understand it (life consists of these little touches of solitude), I forgot about it.”

“It’s all about balance. Balancing exercise, food, and life. No excesses.”