If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.

I don't know when we'll see each other again or what the world will be like when we do. We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.

Some people have difficulty telling the difference between something great and something they've simply heard of.

Well, a peach has a lovely taste and so does a mushroom, but you can't put the two together.

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

We none of us find as much kindness in this world as we should.

By the time we arrived, as evening was approaching, I felt as sore as a rock must feel when the waterfall has pounded on it all day long.