“The very old do not succomb to disease-they implode their way into eternity. (How We Die)”

“How did it die?" he asked."Short circuit," I said. "Old and frayed wires."He looked at me like I was senile."Could have been disease. Violence. Or, sometimes, things die because we don't love them enough.”

“Ne pas succomber aux caresses n'est, hélas, pas une solution, car ne pas y succomber occupe plus de notre temps qu'y succomber.”

“The way of peace is a soul journey. . . . If you can live from the level of your soul, you are doing something very special. The important thing is how much consciousness you add to the whole of human existence, for that is how eternity expresses itself, like a lamp shining through the window of eternity.”

“Children do live in fantasy and reality; they move back and forth very easily in a way we no longer remember how to do.”

“I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.”