I'm not going to get involved in a debate with you. Just remember this: the gods give, and the gods take away. Even if you are not aware of having been granted what you posses, the gods remember what they gave you. They don't forget a thing. You should use the abilities you have been granted with the utmost care.

As long as there's such a thing as time, everybody's damaged in the end, changed into something else. It always happens, sooner or later.

Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells.

Until the bitter end, the emptiness inside her was hers alone.

What we seek is some kind of compensation for what we put up with.

To be able to talk to your heart’s content about a book you like with someone who feels the same way about it is one of the greatest joys that life can offer.

I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?