How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!

The children would remember for the rest of their lives the august solemnity with which their father, devastated by his prolonged vigil and by the wraith of his imagination, revealed his discovery to them: 'The world is round, like an orange.

Love does not die, when someone gets old, people get old, because they can not love anymore.

It was a love of perpetual flight.

What is essential, therefore, is not that you no longer believe, but that God continues to believe in you.

Just because someone does not love you as you want, it does not mean that you do not love with all his being.

and the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again.