Things are not as we would like them to be. There is only one way to deal with it, namely to try and be all right oneself.

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

It is only when parental feelings are ineffective or too ambivalent or when the mother's emotions are temporarily engaged elsewhere that children feel lost.

Who promised you that only for joy were you brought to this earth?

I am no longer afraid to say anything.

How can one know anything at all about people?

We are imprisoned in the realm of life, like a sailor on his tiny boat, on an infinite ocean.