We are full of words whose true meaning we haven't been taught, and one of those words is suffering. Another is the word death. We don't know what they mean, but we use them, and this is a mystery.

Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say

As you see, it is not that I don't know my own mind, I know it very well but only up to a certain point in the matter. I know perfectly well what the question is. It's the answer I want.

I did not love you out or boredom or loneliness or caprice. I loved you because the desire for you was stronger than any happiness.

This is the seashore. Neither land nor sea. It’s a place that does not exist.

... he was one of those men who like to be observers at their own lives ... such people observe their destiny much as most people tend to observe a rainy day.

We are full of words whose true meaning we haven't been taught, and one of those words is suffering. Another is the word death. We don't know what they mean, but we use them, and this is a mystery.