We seldom know what we're hearing when we hear something for the first time, but one thing is certain: we hear it as we will never hear it again. We return to the moment to experience it, I suppose, but we can never really find it, only its memory, the faintest imprint of what really was, what it meant.

He might have been naive, but he didn't care; he said he's rather die with his heart on his sleeve than end up another cynic.

I'm of the opinion that the real is imagined and the imagined is quite real. The real is imagined, in the sense that we shape our stories, so anything that even happens on the news gets shaped in a certain way and gets a texture, and that the imagined can be real.

Pain is not wat you get, it is wat you give.

I write articles, and I do profiles of members of organizations and associations.

We have to listen to other people's stories. That's the thing. And that's the only way that we eventually get to know ourselves.

Whatever you say, say nothing.