Our hearts are not stones. A stone may disintegrate in time and lose its outward form. But hearts never disintegrate. They have no outward form, and whether good or evil, we can always communicate them to one another.
I sometimes think that people�s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what�s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human