If I have left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.

Only the dead stay seventeen forever.

To be able to grasp something of value, sometimes you have to perform seemingly inefficient acts.

We heard no other sounds. We met no other people. We saw only two bright red birds leap startled from the center of the meadow and dart into the woods.

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

It’s precisely because of the pain, the we can get the feeling, through this process, of really being alive—or at least a partial sense of it.

You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, then believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this." "I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind.