Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Life is too important a thing ever to talk seriously about.

I have been lucky that my condition has progressed more slowly than is often the case. But it shows that one need not lose hope.

Laughing at our mistakes can lengthen our own life.

The only way to deal with death is to transform everything that precedes it into art.

Without education, your children can never really meet the challenges they will face.

Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened.