With the exception of love, friendship and the beauty of Art, I don't see much else that can nurture human life.

But the world, in its present state, is no place for princesses.

How to measure a life's worth? The important thing, said Paloma one day, is not the fact of dying, it is what you are doing in the moment of your death.

We don't recognize each other because other people have become our permanent mirrors. If we actually realized this, if we were able to become aware of the fact that we are only ever looking at ourselves in the other person, that we are alone in the wilderness, we would go crazy.

Live, or die: mere consequences of what you have built. What matters is building well. So here we are, I've assigned myself a new obligation. I'm going to stop undoing, deconstructing, I'm going to start building. What matters is what you are doing when you die... I want to be building.

I thought: pity the poor in spirit who know neither the enchantment nor the beauty of language.

To the rich, therefore, falls the burden of Beauty. And if they cannot assume it, then they deserve to die.