Status Updates From Une saison à Hydra

"June is one of the best months at home: Grass up to your knees, hedges high and strung with wild roses; buttercups like money in the fields; thick dew in the mornings, a smell of honey and heather on the heath and the bees seem to dance in the air."

"[H]e taught me by listening to my resentment, by not arguing with my opinions, by encouraging me to walk down each one of my dead alleys and waiting for me at the open end.... I was against pretty well everything you can think of ... but it all peeled off....

After you've given up something which seemed difficult to give up, you find out it wasn't ever there - you feel much lighter and a little foolish."

"He woke in the night - eyes burning, hands clenched - as though he'd been fighting with himself to stay asleep, and lost."

"[E]xperience is like food, and if one's system is working properly it uses some kinds for nourishing and others should just be eliminated. . . . the most unhappy people are the ones who can't get rid of the useless experience."

"It was then that Em gave me transfusion after transfusion of his love; seemed to pour all his life into me - all his creation into my comfort - gave me every breath of his compassion."