I think that it is a part of growing up, learning to control our suffering. I think that when we grow up, and learn that happiness is rare, and passes quickly, we become disillusioned and hurt. And how much we suffer is a mark of how much we have been hurt by this realisation. Suffering, you see, is a kind of anger. We rage against the unfairness, the injustice of our sad and sorry lot.

Anything that can be put in a nut shell should remain there.

Ask people for help. You'll be all right. Don't worry. It's a great adventure, your life, and it has only just begun.

Some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.

I look back, now, and I know that the naming moment, which seemed so insignificant then, which seemed to demand no more than an arbitrary and superstitious yes or no, was in fact a pivotal moment in my life.

A politician is someone who promises a bridge even when there's no water

Every virtuous act is inspired by a dark secret.