She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.

There's a lot of unspoken things that take place between them. They have a good sense of playing together.

It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.

Art is not a handicraft, it is the transmission of feeling the artist has experienced.

Faith is the sense of life, that sense by virtue of which man does not destroy himself, but continues to live on. It is the force whereby we live.

Boredom: the desire for desires.