I don't know what frightens me more, the power that crushes us, or our endless ability to endure it.

Civilization, after all, is defined by what we forbid, more than what we permit.

Every life, every love, every action and feeling and thought has its reason and significance: its beginning, and the part it plays in the end. Sometimes, we do see.

We have a saying in Marseilles: a man in no hurry gets nowhere fast. I have been in no hurry for eight years.

Do you know the story of the scorpion and the frog? You know, the frog agrees to carry the scorpion across the river, because the scorpion promises not to sting him. And then the scorpion stings the frog, half way across the river. The drowning frog asks him why he did it, when they'll both drown, and the scorpion says that he's a scorpion, and it's his nature to sting.

The choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life.

Silence is the tortured man's revenge.