What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.
An early-rising man is a good spouse but a bad husband.
It was a love of perpetual flight.
She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .
They were so close to each other that they preferred death to separation.
The war is in the mountains,” he said. “For as long as I can remember, they have killed us in the cities with decrees, not with bullets.