“To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought...?”

“(Loves atopia, characteristic which causes it to escape all dissertations, would be that *ultimately* it is possible to talk about love only *according to a strict allocutive determination*; whethe...”

“This singular reversal may perhaps proceed from the fact that for us the subject (since Christianity) is the one who suffers: where there is a wound, there is a subject: die Wunde! die Wunde! says ...”

“Gossip reduces the other to he/she, and this reduction is intolerable to me. For me the other is neither he nor she; the other has only a name of his own, or her own name. The third-person pronoun ...”

“Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.”

“As soon as someone dies, frenzied construction of the future (shifting furniture, etc.): futuromania.”

“Even the faded flower denies nothingness.”

“God is not a being among other beings, but the infinite Whither that makes possible the very functioning of our human spirit.”

“All changes are positive, just look in the bright side, always and you find the pearl that lies beneath in the sand and a sunny way is there ahead for you!:)”

“Young girls are like helpless children in the hands of amorous men, whatever is said to them is true and whatever manipulation on their bodies seems like love to them, sooner or later, they come ba...”

“Is it that we pretend to a reformation? Truly, no: but it may be we are more addicted to Venus than our fathers were. They are two exercises that thwart and hinder one another in their vigor. Leche...”

“Once you are defiled, you can't get back your purity by any means, instead, you will only look for ways to be defiled over and over again.”

“The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.”

“Let me tell ya. You gotta pay attention to signs. When life reaches out with a moment like this it's a sin if you don't reach back... I'm telling you.”

“The two go hand in hand like a dance: chance flirts with necessity, randomness with determinism. To be sure, it is from this interchange that novelty and creativity arise in Nature, thereby yieldin...”