That is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great.
Give the people a new word and they think they have a new fact.
Only solitary men know the full joys of friendship. Others have their family - but to a solitary and an exile his friends are everything.
The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
Where there is great love there are always miracles.
Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.
Blame keeps wounds open. Only forgiveness heals.
I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
The history of every country begins in the heart of a man or a woman.
