How keen everyone is to make this world their home forgetting its impermanence It's like trying to see and name constellations in a fireworks display.

This is among the few things that can be said about love with any confidence. It is small enough to be contained within the heart but, pull thin, it would drape the entire world.

All great artists know that part of their task is to light up the distance between two human beings.

All those who love know exactly the limit they're prepared to go to. They know exactly what is required.

Pull a thread here and you’ll find it’s attached to the rest of the world.

Nothing is an accident: it's always someone's fault; perhaps-but no one teaches us how to live with our mistakes. Everyone is isolated, alone with his or her anguish and guilt, and too penetrating a question can mean people are not able to face one another the next day.

There is nothing that torments Satan more than the sight of a faithful in prayer.