Where do the words go when we have said them?

The facts of this world seen clearly are seen through tears.

Maybe the life I think I'm living is a paranoid delusion...Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. I save it, so I will have enough, when the time comes.

Without the light, no chance; without the dark, no dance.

A prison does not only lock its inmates inside, it keeps all others out. Her strongest prison is of her own construction.

The central symbol for Canada-and this based on numerous instances of its occurrence in both English and French Canadian literature-is undoubtedly Survival, la Survivance.

The problem is huge. We've just added seventy-five million people to the already large proportion of people in the world who are malnourished all the time, whose bodies are being starved.