To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.

I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then. Would you?

It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.

I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy.

Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.

Broken heart. A pump after all, pumping thousands of gallons of blood every day. One fine day it gets bunged up and there you are... Old rusty pumps: damn the thing else. The resurrection and the life. Once you are dead you are dead.

What is better than to sit at the end of the day and drink wine with friends, or substitutes for friends?