Literature, at least good literature, is science tempered with the blood of art. Like architecture or music.

Memories are worse than bullets.

The truth is what hurts

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.

I don't suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It's a sure sign that they don't really know anyone.

Coincidences are the scars of fate.

Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.