I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time.

One of the pitfalls of childhood is that one doesn't have to understand something to feel it. By the time the mind is able to comprehend what has happened, the wounds of the heart are already too deep.

There was no more good or evil in this world than we imagine there to be, either out of greed or out of innocence. Or sometimes madness.

There are no second chances in life, except to feel remorse.

The most despicable humans are the ones who always feel virtuous and look down on the rest of the world.

You women listen more to your heart and less to all the nonsense. That's why you live longer.

You young people never say anything. And us old folks don't know how to stop talking.