The truth is always simpler than you can imagine.

My whole life had been an uninterrupted act of loving him.

I would look up at the moon and see that it was not the smooth orb we had all believed, but a pitted and scarred world with no air.

There comes a time for everybody when words and reasons can become such a great weariness.

We all die. It's just a question of when and how horrible it's going to be.

Before I begin, may I ask how old you are?" "You may ask." "How old are you?" "It's none of your business

How much modern civilization has lost, I think, when they lost the awareness of the billions of stars overhead.