The Lessons Taught In Great

That Sun, That Light Had Faded, And She Had Faded With Them. Now She Was As Grey As The Season Itself.

One Loses The Capacity To Grieve As A Child Grieves, Or To Rage As A Child Rages: Hotly, Despairingly, With Tears Of Passion. One Grows Up, One Becomes Civilized, One Learns One's Manners, And Consequently Can No Longer Manage These Two Functions - Sorrow And Anger - Adequately.

I Think You Always Feel Braver In Another Language.

There Are Moments When You Feel Free, Moments When You Have Energy, Moments When You Have Hope, But You Can't Rely On Any Of These Things To See You Through. Circumstances Do That.

For Once A Thing Is Known, It Can Never Be Unknown. It Can Only Be Forgotten.