When one has children one has no privacy. They take it for granted that what is yours is theirs, personal things and the secrets of your heart, as well as possessions.

Many emotions go under the name of love, and almost any one of them will for a while divert the mind from the real, true, and perfect thing.

I think about death every day - what it would be like, why it would happen to me. It would be humiliating to be afraid.

While most of the things you've worried about have never happened, it's a different story with the things you haven't worried about. They are the ones that happen.

I can't exist without books.

Maybe being married is talking to oneself with one's other self listening.

We always know when we are awake that we cannot be dreaming even though when actually dreaming we feel all this may be real.