One's home is like a delicious piece of pie you order in a restaurant on a country road one cozy evening - the best piece of pie you have ever eaten in your life - and can never find again. After you leave home, you may find yourself feeling homesick, even if you have a new home that has nicer wallpaper and a more efficient dishwasher than the home in which you grew up.

Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another.

Wherever there’s a conductor, you’re sure to find a dead composer!

No reality has the power to dispel a dream.

Announcing your death should be like announcing that you are a lunar moth: It must be done quietly or it will not be believed.

...that's not why we broke up. I love it, I miss it, I hate to give it back to you, this complicated thing, it's why we stayed together

Sometimes when someone tells a ridiculous lie, it is best to ignore it entirely.