“Our lives are rivers, gliding free to that unfathomed, boundless sea, the silent grave!”

“NOBREZA SILENCIOSA. SILENT NOBILITY. It is a mistake to believe that the crucial moments of a life when its habitual direction changes forever must be loud and shrill dramatics, washed away by fierce internal surges. This is a kitschy fairy tale started by boozing journalists, flashbulb-seeking filmmakers and authors whose minds look like tabloids. In truth, the dramatics of a life-determining experience are often unbelievably soft. It has so little akin to the bang, the flash, of the volcanic eruption that, at the moment it is made, the experience is often not even noticed. When it deploys its revolutionary effect and plunges a life into a brand-new light giving it a brand-new melody, it does that silently and in this wonderful silence resides its special nobility.”

“Life is not what we live; it is what we imagine we are living.”

“Given that we can live only a small part of what there is in us -- what happens with the rest?”

“I am still there, at that distant place in time, I never left it, but live expanded in the past, or out of it.”

“When we talk about ourselves, about others, or simply about things, we want- it could be said – to reveal ourselves in our words: We want to show what we think and feel. We let other have a glimpse into our soul.”

“To live for the moment: it sounds so right and so beautiful. But the more I want to, the less I understand what it means.”