Every invalid is a prisoner.

Any truth creates a scandal.

Little soul, gentle and drifting, guest and companion of my body, now you will dwell below in pallid places, stark and bare; there you will abandon your play of yore. But one moment still, let us gaze together on these familiar shores, on these objects which doubtless we shall not see again....Let us try, if we can, to enter into death with open eyes.

If you love life you also love the past, because it is the present as it has survived in memory." Translation by David Downie

Every life is punctuated by deaths and departures, and each one causes great suffering that it is better to endure rather than forgo the pleasure of having known the person who has passed away. Somehow our world rebuilds itself after every death, and in any case we know that none of us will last forever. So you might say that life and death lead us by the hand, firmly but tenderly.

Love is a punishment. We are punished for not having been strong enough to remain alone.

the press is too often a distorting mirror, which deforms the people and events it represents, making them seem bigger or smaller than they really are.