“Can I see anothers woe,And not be in sorrow too.Can I see anothers grief,And not seek for kind relief.- On Anothers Sorrow”

“This is one of the defining sorrows of books: that we cannot see one another.”

“Neither did she realise yet that grief is a kind of glue, too, that the essence of humanity is this empathy, and that we fall together in that moment of tenderest perception when we see and feel each other's wounds and know another's sorrow like a brother of our own.”

“I am young, I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another.”

“Nobody can see the trouble I see, nobody knows my sorrow.”

“I gradually realized that I was seeing another example of creative ebb, another step by another art on the road that may indeed end in extinction.”