You can hide as cleverly as you like, but in the final analysis mimicry is deception, pure and simple. It doesn't solve a thing.

Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me.

If you can’t understand it without an explanation, you can’t understand it with an explanation.

What matters is deciding in your heart to accept another person completely. When you do that, it is always the first time and the last.

Everyone who has something is afraid of losing it, and people with nothing are worried they'll forever have nothing. Everyone is the same.

Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to sleep through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there- to the edge of the world. There's something you can't do unless you get there.

It's not right for one friend to do all the giving and the other to do all the taking: that's not real friendship.