“It's all mine, it's all sacred.”

“If We Are The Guardian Of The Flame Of Humanity...Then We Must Care For All Of It's Children. For In It's Spirit...They Are All Sacred!”

“Mine. It's all mine.”

“It's not all of a sudden," he said, his eyes locked on mine. "It's always.”

“Life must have its sacred moments and its holy places. We need the infinite, the limitless, the uttermost -- all that can give the heart a deep and strengthening peace.”

“It's strange. There's your life. You begin it, feeling that it's something so precious and rare, so beautiful that it's like a sacred treasure. Now it's over, and it doesn't make any difference to anyone, and it isn't that they are indifferent, it's just that they don't know, they don't know what it means, that treasure of mine, and there's something about it that they should understand. I don't understand it myself, but there's something that should be understood by all of us. Only what is it? What?”