There are many things we only see clearly in retrospect.

It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.

Life is not like water. Things in life don't necessarily flow over the shortest possible route.

Everyone may be ordinary, but they're not normal.

If you really want to know something, you have to be willing to pay the price.

The things she most wanted to tell him would lose their meaning the moment she put them into words.

No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.