I was in the black silence of a medieval street, and blindly I followed its sharp turns, comforted by the height of its narrow tenements, which seemed at any moment capable of falling together, closing this alleyway under indifferent stars like a seam.

But just remember, life without me would be even more unbearable.

We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us.

When I realized that Reuben was a young man who really wanted to be taken seriously, because he was dismissed for being too good looking or because he had too much money - his character really came to life for me. I began to understand that, and see that a lot of people feel this way - misunderstood because of their talents or gifts or background.

I wish we had more visible Christian and Catholic leaders who talked about love.

We have to become saints. We have to become like Christ. Anything less is simply not enough.

The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead.