I was the owner of my own darkness.

I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.

I have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen.

We are dust and to dust return. In the end we're neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.

Hands make the world each day.

Place gifts of silver in our hands. Give us this day our daily fish.

Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart - a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.