Contrary to what you believe, the earth does not revolve around the desires of your crotch.

I swim against the tide because I like to annoy.

None of us are what we once were.

Do you know the best thing about broken hearts? They can only really break once the rest is just scratches.

In small towns, news travels at the speed of boredom.

Once, in my father's bookshop, I heard a regular customer say that few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory to which, sooner or later—no matter how many books we read, how many worlds we discover, or how much we learn or forget—we will return.

. . .sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?" “Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.