Do you believe in God, doctor?" No - but what does that really mean? I'm fumbling in the dark, struggling to make something out. But I've long ceased finding that original.
The end of their passion consists of loving uselessly at the moment when it is pointless.
Who taught you all this, doctor?" The reply came promptly: "Suffering.
Everybody knows life isn't worth living.
It is not your paintings I like, it is your painting.
I am too far away from what I love and my distance is without remedy.