When you want to believe in something, you also have to believe in everything that's necessary for believing in it.

When you put a man and a woman together, there are some things they simply have to do. They embrace, they warm each other. All the rest is dead and empty.

There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.

Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.

We cannot bear to regard ourselves simply as playthings of blind chance, we cannot admit to feeling ourselves abandoned.

Every tiny part of us cries out against the idea of dying, and hopes to live forever.

Memories are like stones, time and distance erode them like acid.