To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
Things take the time they take.Don’t worry.How many roads did St. Augustine follow before he became St. Augustine?
I feel the terror of idleness,like a red thirst.Death isn’t just an idea.
When it over, I want to say:all my lifeI was a bride married to amazement.I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.When it’s over, I don’t want to wonderif I have made of my life something particular,and real.I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,or full of argument.I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.from When the death comes
You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.