Dying is something else. Dying is different to good and bad.

It was darker, all she could see of him was a shadow. He was fading more and more, slipping through her hands, dead at the bottom of sleep.

Where does music go when it’s not playing?—she asked herself. And disarmed she would answer: May they make a harp out of my nerves when I die.

She felt the phrase “demand her rights” had lain inside her forever, waiting.

But she didn’t want to rest! – Her blood ran through her more slowly, its pace domesticated, like a beast that had trained its steps to fit in its cage.

The steel suddenly touched her heart. Ah, jealousy, it was jealousy, the cold hand mashing her slowly, squeezing her, diminishing her soul.

Inside her it was as if death didn’t exist, as if love could weld her, as if eternity were renewal.

I can feel myself holding a child, thought Joanna. Sleep, my child, sleep, I tell you. The child is warm and I am sad.

- How does it feel to have a daughter?- At times it's like holding a warm egg in my hand.

It is difficult to be ambitious without also being envious.

While forbidden fruit is said to taste sweeter, it usually spoils faster.

I was given away. If your mother gives you away, you think everybody who comes into your life is going to give you away.

Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

There are about 30 words around you all the time, like 'thread' or 'exit.'

Lord, you are my lover, my longing, my flowing stream, my sun, and I am your reflection.

Adrenaline is an amazing thing.

I believe in the devil as much as God. You can use either one to get things done

A rejection is nothing more than a necessary step in the pursuit of success

The more words you know the more clearly and powerfully you will think . . . and the more ideas you will invite into your mind.