The world is indeed a cold, hard stone.

Olga was better, in the sun, where he could see every pore in her skin. Get closer. Feel her next to him. It was all he wanted in the world. It was the last thing in the world that he could do.

…he’d assumed their relationship would go on forever. It was going on now, but in another way, like the rearrangement of the stars, which were all still in the sky, just burning in unexpected places.

We just move on, don’t we, with traitors still amongst us? But there was one thought that wouldn’t go away. If I loved him, I would forgive him.

I wouldn't dignify it with the name immoral.

You know what people are doing on the other side of the world, what’s happening on another planet, but not what’s going on inside the person next to you.

Were the stars against him? A woman's fingers are quicker in the sky and shine more brightly.

We put our flags in soil when we arrive, as if it now belongs to us and we know where we are.

The emotion was the most important thing.

Love is like fire, it can burn you, but it also can melt your heart to make you the most beautiful and beloved person.

When confronted with challenge, I discover my inner strength.

Every race is a war. Every race is a fight. If you don't go into every event with that belief, you will never achieve your goals.

If, in a few months, I'm only number 8 or number 10 in the world, I'll have to look at what off-the-court work I can do. I will need to do something if I want to be number 1.

It's a hell of a thing to be born, and if you're born you're at least entitled to your own self.

Temples are like spiritual hospitals, and the sinful, who are spiritually diseased, have the first right to be ministered to by them.

All the electronic devices are weakening the social bonds. Sociologists and psychologists should study this serious threat instead of repeating that communication is the cement of society.

It doesn’t matter what it is, it becomes better with love.

I am under no illusion that I will ever be the greatest opera composer in the world, with Wagner and Verdi and Strauss before me. I think my work could fit very nicely into musicals, though.

Laugh my friend, for laughter ignites a fire within the pit of your belly and awakens your being.