The Heart Is A Place

I Was Afraid Of Marriage. I Had The Impression Married Life Would Take Up All My Time. I Saw Myself Drowning In Visits And Parties. No Freedom.

I Was Suffering From A Peculiar And Persistent Sense That I Was Being Pursued, And Also The Conviction That Under The Political Order Of The Times, Our Lives Had No Meaning.

Happy Is He Who Can Give Himself Up.

The Real Malady Is Fear Of Life, Not Of Death

It's Clearly More Important To Treat One's Fellow Man Well Than To Be Always Praying And Fasting And Touching One's Head To A Prayer Mat.