It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.

The primary needs can be filled without language. We can eat, sleep, make love, build a house, bear children, without language. But we cannot ask questions. We cannot ask, 'Who am I? Who are you? Why?

God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty.

Their love was a bright flower, youthful and radiantly beautiful.

We do not have to understand in order to believe that behind the mystery and the fascination there is love.

Come t'e' picciol fallo amaro morso! Dante. What grievous pain a little fault doth give thee!

A book comes and says, 'Write me.' My job is to try to serve it to the best of my ability, which is never good enough, but all I can do is listen to it, do what it tells me and collaborate.