“The truth of what one says lies in what one does.”

“There's no need to talk about it, because the truth of what one says lies in what one does.”

“...So I stopped talking about it. There's no need to talk, because the truth of what one says lies in what one does.”

“why does what was beautiful shatter in hindsight because it concealed dark truths?”

“We make our own truths and lies....Truths are often lies and lies truths...”

“Why? Why does what was beautiful suddenly shatter in hindsight because it concealed dark truths? Why does the memory of years of happy marriage turn to gall when our partner is revealed to have had a lover all those years? Because such a situation makes it impossible to be happy? But we were happy! Sometimes the memory of happiness cannot stay true because it ended unhappily. Because happiness is only real if it lasts forever? Because things always end painfully if they contained pain, conscious or unconscious, all along? But what is unconscious, unrecognized pain?”

“As I looked and looked, the living face became visible in the dead, the young in the old. This is what must happen to old married couples, I thought: the young man is preserved in the old one for her, the beauty and grace of the young woman stay fresh in the old one for him.”