“Now I realized that life supplies us with everything we need for the journey. Everything I had acquired either actively or passively, everything I had learned either voluntarily or by osmosis, was coming back to me as the real riches of my life, even though I had lost everything.”

“I had not suffered enough to find the rage in my guts I needed to struggle to death for my freedom.”

“The book in my hands became my trusted companion. What was written there had so much power that it forced me to stop avoiding myself, to make my own choices as well. And through some sort of vital intuition, I understood that I had a long way to go, that it would bring about a profound transformation within me, even though I could not determine it's essence, or its scope. In that book there was a voice, and behind that voice threw was an intelligence that sought to establish contact with me. It was not merely the company of written words that distiller my boredom. It was a living voice, speaking. To me.”

“I told myself that I'd had life too easy, conditioned by an upbringing where fear of change was disguised as caution.”

“I already knew that I had the ability to free myself from hatred, and I viewed this as my most significant conquest.”

“He had to be okay. We had no choice.”

“I was beginning to think that in life there might be some suffering that was worth enduring.”