I became aware that the invincible power that has moved the world is unrequited, not happy, love.

She would say, "Someone should invent something to do with things you cannot use anymore but that you still cannot throw out.

There was a house at the foot of the tower, close to the thunder of the waves breaking against the cliffs, where love was more intense because it seemed like a shipwreck.

When I stand and contemplate my fate and see the path along which you have led me, I reach my end, for artless I surrendered to one who is my undoing and my end.

What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.

The spirit of her invincible heart guided her through the shadows.

For a week, almost without speaking, they went ahead like sleepwalkers through a universe of grief, lighted only by the tenuous reflection of luminous insects, and their lungs were overwhelmed by a suffocating smell of blood.