Can't you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that child on the bridge, has been to bring myself closer to you.

Those of us with water in our personalities don't pick where we'll flow to. All we can do is flow where the landscape of our lives carries us

I could no more have stopped myself from feeling that sadness than you could stop yourself from smelling an apple that has been cut open on the table before you.

At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.

of course the pace of change never slows, even when we've convinced ourselves it will.

I had to wonder if men were so blinded by beauty that they would feel privileged to live their lives with an actual demon, so long as it was a beautiful demon.

And when I raised myself to look at the man who'd spoken, I had a feeling of leaving my misery behind me there on the stone wall.