It's compassion that makes gods of us.
Everything matters terribly to children, you know, they're fresh and unformed.
... people misunderstood death, they died not of too little life but of too much life, that as the skin withered and the future grew short it was the past that took on flesh, until ultimately the sheer accumulation of experience and memory became too heavy to carry.
... old clothes, old friends, old books. One needs constants in a traveling life.
People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in them as food.
when a gourd is hollowed out it becomes empty and is of great use to the world because of its emptiness.