That's the way love sounds, my mother told me. You think it should feel like honey, but instead it cuts like a knife.

Even in times when it's difficult to figure out, how do you go forward, art - and books - always help

Still, she knows one thing for certain: never judge a relationship unless you are the one wrapped up in its arms.

Those you love will not drown or burn. They will fly away.' ...'Now we both have people we love who are like birds. They have flown far from anything in this world that can hurt them. They're flying away still.

The weak are cruel. The strong have no need to be.

When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.

This was what it meant to be human, to know that time moved and all things changed.