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And she mustn’t forget, in the delicate struggle she was engaged in, that the hardest thing to understand was joy

So with tenderness she accepted that she was within the mystery of living

I love you, God, precisely because I don’t know if you exist

In the worst moments, remember: whoever can suffer intensely, can also feel intense joy

My mystery is simple: I don’t know how to be alive

Teenagers too, who were all face, as they were living their lives were making their own masks. And with much pain. Because knowing that from then on you’ll be playing a role was a frightening surprise. It was the horrible freedom of not-being.

Lóri’s courage is that, not knowing herself, she still presses on, and acting without knowing yourself demands courage

With eternity in front of and behind her. The human is alone.

Love for mortal life was killing her sweetly, bit by bit.

I am being…

In that instant she was just one of the women of the world, and not an I, and joined as if for an eternal and aimless march of men and women on pilgrimage toward the Nothing. What was a Nothing was exactly the Everything

To learn joy, do you need every guarantee?

But there’s a great, the greatest obstacle for me to make progress: I myself. I’ve been the greatest hindrance along my path. It’s with enormous effort that I manage to impose myself on myself.

We haven’t accepted what we don’t understand because we don’t want to look stupid… we haven’t surrendered to ourselves, because that would be the start of a long life and we’re afraid of that… we have feared each other, most of all. And this we consider our daily victory.

What ever she was, was only a small part of herself

You only sense your own heart in your ears

A humans being most pressing need was to become a human being