Even death, faced with the option of death or life, she would choose life.

blindness is a private matter between a person and the eyes with which he or she was born.

I had no books at home. I started to frequent a public library in Lisbon. It was there, with no help except curiosity and the will to learn, that my taste for reading developed and was refined.

...the habit of falling hardens the body, reaching the ground, to in itself, is a relief.

A tree weeps when cut down, a dog howls when beaten, but a man matures when offended.

In matters of feeling and of the heart, too much is always better than too little.

Unlike Joseph her husband, Mary is neither upright nor pious, but she is not blame for this, the blame lies with the language she speaks if not with the men who invented it, because that language has no feminine form for the words upright and pious.