If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry.

I think we often write because we feel a loneliness, and people read for the same reason, and then they come away feeling a little less lonely.

How do I create something out of nothing? And how do I create my own life? I think it is by questioning, and saying to myself that there are no absolute truths.

All objects exist in a moment of time.

I'd like to be more forgiving. There are times when I've had a hard time forgiving people who have betrayed me.

Whenever my mother talks to me, she begins the conversation as if we were already in the middle of an argument.

And below the heimongmong, all along the ground, were weeds already spilling out over the edges, running wild in every direction.