I thought I was clever enough to write as well as these people and I didn't realize that there is something called originality and your own voice.

I saw a girl complaining that the pain of not being seen was unbearable... Now I have perfect understanding. I have already experienced the worst. After this, there is no worse possible thing.

wisdom is like a bottomless pond. You throw stones in and they sink into darkness and dissolve. Her eyes looking back do not reflect anything. I think this to myself even though I love my daughter. She and I have shared the same body. There is a part of her mind that is a part of mine. But when she was born she sprang from me like a slippery fish, and has been swimming away ever since. All her life, I have watched her as though from another shore.

I saw what I had been fighting for: it was for me, a scared child.

Hope is the adrenalin of the soul.

I like to go somewhere where I learn something I didn't know before, like the Dry Tortugas between Florida and Cuba.

It was a distorted form of inverse logic: If hopes never come true, then hope for what you don't want.