Overdraw me, Lord, and who cares if I break.

There is only one woman in the world. One woman, with many faces.

Every village has its simpleton, and if one does not exist they invent one to pass the time.

All roads lead to the earth; the abyss leads to God. Jump!

Once more there sounded within me the terrible warning that there is only one life for all men, that there is only one life for all men, that there is no other and that all that can be enjoyed must be enjoyed here. In eternity no other chance will be given to us.

When an almond tree became covered with blossoms in the heart of winter, all the trees around it began to jeer. 'What vanity,' they screamed, 'what insolence! Just think, it believes it can bring spring in this way!' The flowers of the almond tree blushed for shame. 'Forgive me, my sisters,' said the tree. 'I swear I did not want to blossom, but suddenly I felt a warm springtime breeze in my heart.

I am a weak, ephemeral creature made of mud and dream. But I feel all the powers of the universe whirling within me.