A great commotion immobilized her in her center of gravity, planted her in her place, and her defensive will was demolished by the irresistible anxiety to discover what the orange bells and whistles and the invisible globes on the other side of death were like.

Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood.

He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.

the bells of glory that announced to the world the good news that the uncountable time of eternity had come to an end

Taught him the only thing he had to learn about love: that nobody teaches life anything.

He was carrying a suitcase with clothing in order to stay and another just like it with almost two thousand letters that she had written him. They were arranged by date in bundles ties with colored ribbons, and they were all unopened.

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