How many lost souls do You need, Lord, to satisfy Your hunger? the hatter asked. God, in His infinite silence, looked at him without blinking.

It’s a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.

We think we understand a song's lyrics but what makes us believe in them, or not, is the music

I've always said that idleness dulls the spirit. We have to keep the brain busy, or at least the hands if we don't have a brain.

There are worse prisons than words.

We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake.

She wore an ivory-white dress and held the world in her eyes. I barely remember the priest's words or the faces of the guests, full of hope, who filled the church on that March morning. All that remains in my memory is the touch of her lips and, when I half opened my eyes, the secret oath I carried with me and would remember all the days of my life.