“I saw the world and its lack of compassion, its harsh, grating judgment, and its cold, resentful eyes.”
“It's cold and it's winter and the world has gone to sleep”
“I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it's white, it's snow-white.”
“The beauty and mystery of this world only emerges through affection, attention, interest and compassion . . . open your eyes wide and actually see this world by attending to its colors, details and irony.”
“I did not know my soul until I saw it's reflection in your eyes.”
“That deep silence has a melody of its own, a sweetness unknown amid the harsh discords of the world's sounds.”