We need the books that affect us like a disaster
Kill me, or you are a murderer.
Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.
Life's splendor forever lies in wait about each one of us in all its fullness, but veiled from view, deep down, invisible, far off. It is there, though, not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If you summon it by the right word, by its right name, it will come.
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
There are some things one can only achieve by a deliberate leap in the opposite direction.