“At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.”

Inspiration gives no warnings.

He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.

You have to have spent the night at sea, sitting in a life raft and looking at your watch, to know that the night is immeasurably longer than the day.

It had to teach her to think of love as a state of grace: not the means to anything but the alpha and omega, an end it itself.

The truth is I’m getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you don’t feel it on the inside, but from the outside everybody can see it.

It is a triumph of life that old people lose their memories of inessential things.

Old people, with other old people, are not so old.

The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.

What is essential, therefore, is not that you no longer believe, but that God continues to believe in you.

Nothing in this world was more difficult than love.

The people one loves should take all their things with them when they die.

Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.

We’ll grow old waiting.

And it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.

Curiosity is one of the many masks of love.

I don’t believe in God, but I’m afraid of Him.

I think life goes through a cycle of losing and refinding yourself all the time. Everyone has disappointments all the time, some of them pretty small, some of them pretty big.

This moment! – this here-now – is forgotten when you start thinking in terms of achieving something. When the achieving mind arises, you lose contact with the paradise you are in.

It just kills me to see people lose someone they love, so I want to do as much as I can: give money to doctors and hospitals; get nurses in there that care; put a smile on a little kid’s face.

Being famous is like a dream come true but it’s really difficult because you lose your freedom. I don’t want to lose being a kid.

There’s no such thing as losing touch. You can take me out of the ghetto, but you can’t take the ghetto out of me.

I am a sore loser. I’ve always been like that ever s’nce I started playin’ sports and just life in general. I hate to lose and I play to win.

I didn’t want to be a loser, but I didn’t want to fit in at the same time because I don’t like just being ordinary. So it’s one of those situations where I always kept my head up.

People rarely win wars, governments rarely lose them. People get killed. Governments moult and regroup, hydra-headed. They use flags first to shrink-wrap people’s minds and smother thought, and then as ceremonial shrouds to bury their willing dead.