I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of Him.

Nevertheless, no matter how much they killed themselves with work, no matter how much money they eked out, and no matter how many schemes they thought of, their guardian angels were asleep with fatigue while they put in coins and took them out trying to get just enough to live with.

They looked like two children," she told me. And that thought frightened her, because she'd always felt that only children are capable of everything.

That's maybe the reason he does so many things so that he will not have to think .

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

There had never been a death so foretold.

It had to teach her to think of love as a state of grace: not the means to anything but the alpha and omega, an end it itself.