Don't go looking at me like that because you'll wear your eyes out.

If something's just, I'll let myself be hacked to bits for it.

It was always the same; other people gave up loving before she did. They got spoilt, or else they went away; in any case, they were partly to blame. Why did it happen so? She herself never changed; when she loved anyone, it was for life. She could not understand desertion; it was something so huge, so monstrous that the notion of it made her little heart break.

I am an artist... I am here to live out loud.

Did science promise happiness? I do not believe it. It promised truth, and the question is to know if we will ever make happiness with truth.

Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?

Has science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.