“...But if a mirror ever makes you sadyou should knowthat it does not knowyou.”

“Don't you knowThat lovers make the rains,Call forth the sun,Re-route hurricanes,And exorcise earthquakes for fun.”

“You said I was all you'd ever needLove is blind and little did I knowThat you were just another dead-end roadPaved with pretty lies and broken dreams”

“A sense of security, of well-being, of summer warmth pervades my memory. That robust reality makes a ghost of the present. The mirror brims with brightness; a bumblebee has entered the room and bumps against the ceiling. Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die.”

“A writer should not run around with a mirror for his countrymen; he should tell his society and his times things no one ever thought before.”

“Why does death engender fear? Because death meant change, a change greater then we have ever known, and because death was indeed a mirror that made us see ourselves as never before. A mirror that we should cover, as people in olden days covered mirrors when someone died, for fear of an evil. For with all our care and pain for those who had gone, it was ourselves too we felt the agony for. Perhaps ourselves above all.”