And maybe it is only by finding yourself that you can feel the true intensity of becoming close to another person.

People say that time slips through our fingers like sand. What they don't acknowledge is that some of the sand sticks to the skin. These are memories that will remain, memories of the time when there was still time left.

Happiness is so rarely a part of my vocabulary, because for me it's so fleeting

The way you're singing in your sleep The way you look before you leap The strange illusions that you keep You don't know But I'm noticing The way your touch turns into arcs The way you slide into the dark The beating of my open heart You don't know But I'm noticing

The secret to living long is to have something to live for.

Ted is smart and good-looking, but he doesn't use it to good effect, like a rich person that never gives to charity.

Let me hold on to this the way it was, before I knew anything else.