El secreto de una buena vejez no es mas que un pacto honrado con la soledad. - Gabriel García Márquez

It was the time when they loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity. Life would still present them with other mortal trails, of course, but that no longer mattered: they were on the other shore.

It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world.

He did not dare to console her, knowing that it would have been like consoling a tiger run thru by a spear.