Gertrudis got on her horse and rode away. She wasn't riding alone--she carried her childhood beside her, in the cream fritters she had enclosed in a jar in her saddlebag

You must take care to light the matches one at a time. If a powerful emotion should ignite them all at once, they would produce a splendor so dazzling that it would illuminate far beyond what we can normally see; and then a brilliant tunnel would appear before our eyes, revealing the path we forgot the moment we were born, and summoning us to regain the divine origins we had lost. The soul ever longs to return to the place from which it came, leaving the body lifeless.

To the table or to bed, you must come when you are bid.

Words travel as swiftly as desire, so it is possible to send a message of love without them.

Keeping secrets will always lead to unhappiness and communication is the key to love.

No one who loves life can ignore literature, and no one who loves literature can ignore life.

[...] each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves