The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was, nor forward to what it might be, but living in the present and accepting it as it is now.

You can’t just write and write and put things in a drawer. They wither without the warm sun of someone else’s appreciation.

Love is a force. . . . It is not a result; it is a cause. It is not a product. It is a power, like money, or steam or electricity. It is valueless unless you can give something else by means of it.

We are always bargaining with our feelings so that we can live from day to day.

I find there is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before.

life itself is always pulling you away from the understanding of life.

I think best with a pencil in my hand.