The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.

I have done so many things in my life," she said to the mirror. "Evil things, perhaps. But never unattentively, never wastefully...was I wrong?

What are stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?

Shyness has laws you can only give yourself; tragically to those who least understand.

We are the children of our landscape; it dictates behavior and even thought in the measure to which we are responsive to it.

Every man is made of clay and diamond, and no woman can nourish both.

Life, the raw material, is only lived in potentia until the artist deploys it in his work.