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

Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.

Even when I try to stir myself up, I just get irritated because I can't make anything come out. And in the middle of the night I lie here thinking about all this. If I don't get back on track somehow, I'm dead, that's the sense I get. There isn't a single strong emotion inside me.

Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.

The sky was incredibly far away, and beautiful enough to make a person wonder why our hearts are never so free.

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.

People who are going to get along really well know it almost as soon as they meet. You spend a little while talking and everyone starts to feel this conviction, you're all equally sure that you're at the beginning of something good. That's how it is when you meet people you're going to be with for a long time.