For feeling, not events, is to me the essence of history.

You search endlessly for permanent happiness in a world where nothing is permanent.

You can never hate strongly unless you have loved strongly.

He cries. 'Please! I don't want to die.' I lean over. My hair smothers him. 'Then you should never have been born,' I say.

I wanted you to thank you for being my friend and letting me play a part in your story.

What you wish for, what you most hope for - that is your greatest illusion.

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