3 Quotes by Bergmann

As exhausting as life could be, there was - behind the thin veil of the ordinary - a brilliance that mystified and exhilarated him. The simple act of living, he liked to say, and living well, is in itself a prayer.

He could still feel Julia's hand on his old, withered cheek. Her eyes looked deep into his, and she said, "All is forgiven.""So that, he realized, was dying. To forgive life. To forgive the living. No more yesterdays, no more todays, no more tomorrows. All he heard was silence. All he felt was peace.

His words could light up the darkness like a candle.