I generally concentrate on work for three or four hours every morning. I sit at my desk and focus totally on what I’m writing. I don’t see anything else, I don’t think about anything else.

To know one’s own state is not a simple matter. One cannot look directly at one’s own face with one’s own eyes, for example. One has no choice but to look at one’s reflection in the mirror. Through experience, we come to believe that the image is correct, but that is all.

Listen. I may not be much, but I'm all I've got. Maybe you need a magnifying glass to find my face in my high school graduation photo. Maybe I haven't got any family or friends. Yes, yes, I know all that. But, strange as it might seem, I'm not entirely dissatisfied with life... I feel pretty much at home with what I am. I don't want to go anywhere. I don't want any unicorns behind fences.

Everything. Things you lost. Things you’re gonna lose. Everything. Here’s where it all ties together.

Most human activities are predicated on the assumption that life goes on. If you take that premise away, what is there left?

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.