“Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.”

What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.

I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.

Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?

I shed more tears than God could ever have required.

I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.

The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.

As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?

But the problem is to make the soul into a monster

I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.

Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.

I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.

God is not unjust (or cruel) you don’t need to worry that you missed it somewhere. Eternity is real, everything he said back was true.

When a child is given to his parents, a crown is made for that child in Heaven, and woe to the parents who raise a child without consciousness of that eternal crown!

The idea is not to live forever, it is to create something that will.

I work at my garden all the time and with love. What I need most are flowers, always. My heart is forever in Giverny.

Life won’t wait but you and I? we’re gonna live forever.

Rest your lips close to mine, lets seal forever with a kiss.

Nothing else you do will ever matter as much as helping people establish an eternal relationship with God.

You weren’t put on earth to be remembered. You were put here to prepare for eternity.