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.

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

Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open of its own accord. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver. But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it.

Occasionally in life we come upon things we can't understand, because we have never seen anything similar.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

Sometimes we get through adversity only by imagining what the world might be like if our dreams should ever come true.

A wounded tiger is a dangerous beast.