I loved you, you know... It's not my fault the world is what it is.

She was like a lone angel floating above the surface of the earth, laughing with delight because she could fly but crying out of loneliness.

If anything is sacred, the human body is sacred.

guilt is a pollutant and we don't need any more of it in the world.

This is so absurd that it has, to my knowledge, never been contemplated.

And without delay, turn to the Lord. Exercise all of the faith you have in Him. Let Him share your burden. Allow His grace to lighten your load.

...if one thing frightens people, it is that so much happens, on earth and out in space, the reasons for which seem somehow to escape them, and they fill in the gap by putting it down to the gods.

Each struggle, each defeat, sharpens your skills and strengths, your courage and your endurance, your ability and your confidence.

The human mind has to ask "Who, what, whence, whither, why am I?" And it is very doubtful if the human mind can answer any of these questions.

Le langage est une peau: je frotte mon langage contre l'autre. Language is a skin; I rub my language against another language.

I never try to get noticed. It just happens. I never try.