I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.

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.

If those sorts of moments would be the only pleasure life offered me, I'd be better off shutting out that one brilliant source of light to let my eyes begin to adjust to the darkness.

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

When a man takes a mistress, he doesn't turn around and divorce his wife.

Of course, a sign doesn't mean anything unless you know how to interpret it.

Here's the thing: this eel spends its entire life trying to find a home, and what do you think women have inside them? Caves, where the eels like to live...when they find a cave they like, the wriggle around inside it for a while to be sure that...well, to be sure it's a nice cave, I suppose. And when they've made up their minds that it's comfortable, they mark the cave as their territory...by spitting.