What is true about a person? Would I change in the same way the river changes color but still be the same person?... And then I realized it was the first time I could see the power of the wind. I couldn't see the wind itself, but I could see it carried water that filled the rivers and shaped the countryside.

I have loved works of fiction precisely for their illusions, for the author's sleight-of-hand in showing me the magic, what appeared in the right hand but not in the left.

I am fascinated by language in daily life: the way it can evoke an emotion, a visual image, a complex idea, or a simple truth.

Now they seemed to be in a contest over who could irritate her more, and she sometimes had to remind herself that teenagers had souls

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

Don't think too much. That makes you believe you have more choices than you do. Then you mind becomes confused.

Over time, passion wanes, differences don't.