We understand God by everything in ourselves that is fragmentary, incomplete, and inopportune.
What are you waiting for in order to give up?
Even when nothing happens, everything seems too much for me. What can be said, then, in the presence of an event, any event?
Tears do not burn except in solitude.
To have committed every crime but that of being a father.
The only way of enduring one disaster after the next is to love the very idea of disaster: if we succeed, there are no further surprises, we are superior to whatever occurs, we are invincible victims.