What was important wasn't the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time.

In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions much of one's life history is etched in the senses.

I really believe that no matter how old people get, they tend to change in certain ways depending on how people treat them - they change their colors.

Recognizing how totally ignorant you are is the only honest way to deal with people who've been through something traumatic.

I had been walking in silence for so long,I had almost forgotten what my own voice sounded like.My knees were tired;my toes were beginning to ache.

I felt how important the simplest things were, like feeling proud, finding something funny, stretching yourself, retreating into yourself.

Good tea is eloquent enough, it turns out, to change a person's mind.