After all the world is indeed beautiful and if we were any other creature than man we might be continuously happy in it.

I thought if I was going to live a life in this land I was accidentally born on, I must people it; I must have a history. . .. I'm looking for these people inside me, wherever they may be; that is my form of research.

I rose and moved towards him. You would have done the same yourself. It is an ancient matter. Something propels you towards sudden grief, or perhaps also sometimes repels. You move away. I moved towards it, I couldn't help it.

Because faithfulness is not a human question, but a divine one.

After all the world is indeed beautiful and if we were any other creature than man we might be continuously happy in it.

There is seldom a difficulty with religion where there is friendship.

Tears have a better character cried alone. Pity can sometimes be more wolf than dog.