“Nothing could be any worse than having to turn to your friends, your colleagues and your loved ones and say –‘I gave up too soon’.”

“Nothing could be worse than the fear that one had given up too soon, and left one unexpended effort that might have saved the world.”

“Nothing can be worse than the fear that one had given up too soon and left one unexpended effort which might have saved the world.”

“If you can't be honest with your friends and colleagues and loved ones, then what is life all about?”

“Sometimes the silence of your friends is worse than your enemy's words.”

“The fire you rubbed left its brand on the most vulnerable, most vicious and tender point of my body. Now I have to pay for your rasping the red rash too strongly, too soon, as charred wood has to pay for burning. When I remain without your caresses, I lose all control of my nerves, nothing exists any more than the ecstasy of friction, the abiding effect of your sting, of your delicious poison.”