Now I am nothing but a veil; all my body is a veil beneath which a child sleeps.

For me, religiosity is ... the constant remembrance of the presence of the soul.

Now my belly is as noble as my heart.

There is the joy of being healthy and fair, but there is overall the beauty, the immense joy of being useful.

All night I have suffered; all night my flesh has trembled to bring forth its gift. The sweat of death is on my forehead; but it is not death, it is life!

You shall create beauty not to excite the senses but to give sustenance to the soul.

Now I am nothing but a veil; all my body is a veil beneath which a child sleeps.