I've always thought that anyone who needs to join a herd so badly must be a bit of a sheep himself.

The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.

I was secretly convinced that with such a marvel one would be able to write anything, from novels to encyclopedias, and letters whose supernatural power would surpass any postal limitations--a letter written with that pen would reach the most remote corners of the world, even that unknowable place to which my father said my mother had gone and from where she would never return.

Deep down we've never been who we think we once were, and we only remember what never happened.

The most efficient way of rendering the poor harmless is to teach them to want to imitate the rich.

And here I was thinking you were a bit slow, what with so much asking and not knowing anything.

Time curses all, I thought, except the truth.