The message is clear: libraries matter. Their solid presence at the heart of our towns sends the proud signal that everyone - whoever they are, whatever their educational background, whatever their age or their needs - is welcome.

We are who we are, be­cause of those we choose to love and be­cause of those who love us.

Pas a pas, se va luenh. Step by step, we make our way.

The dead leave their shadows, an echo of the space within which once they lived. They haunt us, never fading or growing older as we do. The loss we grieve is not just their futures but our own.

There comes always a moment when the desire to act, however ill the cause, is stronger than the wish to listen.

There's no black and no white, just shades of grey...But the small betrayals lead to bigger ones, morality is eroded.

Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.