“The Providence granted me with the ability to think, and thinking unveiled to me that, sadly, there was no providence.”

“Husbands are the leftovers of a stew called love –she thought—, and with hair on their faces.”

“Falling in love is partial love, an artifact. —he said.— What I feel is an infatuation with a penetrating desire to possess.”

“The most heinous crime is to disappoint those who trust in you”

“Some commit slow suicide with the sweet poison of their memories.”

“Brevity is a sublime talent.”

“I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat. We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering. You ask, what...”

“His pen spoke more to her than he ever did.In the war of words, some are unwritten and some are unspoken.”

“How might I get over this? How would I be able to overlook the way he used to be with me? How could I overlook that his fingers touched my indiscernible soul before it twisted my nipples? How might...”

“Lost Time is never found again.”

“How you spend your time is more important than how you spend your money. Money mistakes can be corrected, but time is gone forever.”

“Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them.”

“Sometimes it's not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don't mean.”

“Dont cry and dont rage. Understand.”

“The only way to heal yourself was to understand. Understand the love or the hate or the cowardice, or the impulsiveness, the lack of will of the one who hurt you--the circumstances that twisted the...”