let us thank God for having made us this gift of death, so that life is to have meaning; of night, that day is to have meaning; silence, that speech is to have meaning; illness, that health is to have meaning; war, that peace is to have meaning. Let us give thanks to Him for having given us weariness and pain, so that rest and joy are to have meaning. Let us give thanks to him, whose wisdom is infinite.

What makes me myself rather than anyone else is the very fact that I am poised between two countries, two or three languages, and several cultural traditions. It is precisely this that defines my identity. Would I exist more authentically if I cut off a part of myself

You can't say history teaches us this or that; it gives us more questions than answers, and many answers to every question.

... we die, just as we were born, at the edge of a road not of our choosing.

Isn't it a characteristic of the age we live in that it has made everyone in a way a migrant and a member of a minority?

People sometimes imagine that just because they have access to so many newspapers, radio and TV channels, they will get an infinity of different opinions. Then they discover that things are just the opposite: the power of these loudspeakers only amplifies the opinion prevalent at a certain time, to the point where it covers any other opinion.

Let your tears roll tonight, but tomorrow you will start the battle again. What defeats us, always, is just our own sorrow.