When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller.

There are sufferings that have lost their memory and do not remember why they are suffering.

I believe that the soul consists of its sufferings. For the soul that cures its own sufferings dies.

He who makes a paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger.

The less you think you are, the more you bear. And if you think you are nothing, you bear everything.

He who tells the truth says almost nothing.

When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.