We say and exclaim within ourselves without breaking silence, in a tumult wherein everything speaks except our mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less real for being invisible and impalpable.

“He endeavored to collect his thoughts, but did not succeed. At those hours espe…”

“An increase of tenderness always ended by boiling over and turning to indignati…”

“En esos momentos de la existencia en que el hombre tiene necesidad de orgullo p…”

“You were right to come to see a dying man. It is right that these moments shoul…”