“Life is eternal, and love is immortal, and death only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.”

“To what shall we compare our fragile life?Life is like a speck of dust that alights upon a surface. It remains there, unmoved, until a draft threatens it. When a breeze comes it holds on till the last. Finally, a gust of wind comes and it is blown asunder. That is how fragile life is, like a speck of dust blown to nothingness.”

“Facing death calmly is praiseworthy only if one faces it alone. Death together is no longer death, even for unbelievers. The source of sorrows lies not in leaving life, but in leaving that which gives it meaning. When love is our whole life, what difference is there between living together and dying together ?”

“To my mind, the most important thing in any form of fiction is the human element, but only if it takes us beyond the everyday, into situations that examine the complexities that may fascinate or puzzle us. To dwell on the mundane as some kind of a writing exeercise is useless.”

“Няма нищо по-сладко от сълзите, когато има ръка, готова да ги избърше, или устни, копнеещи да изпият този дъжд на сърцето. Но когато някой плаче самотен, сълзите тогава са истински и горчиви като всяка истина на този свят”

“All of us, all of us, all of us trying to save our immortal souls, some ways seemingly more round about and mysterious than others. We are having a good time here. But hope all will be revealed soon.”

“You gotta kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight (Barenaked lades)”