No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be anything but themselves. That's all.

That's what we all do: endlessly take the long way around.

Some things in life are too complicated to explain in any language.

Isn't life strange? There are people who have so many leftover clothes they can't stuff them all in their wardrobe. And then there are people like me, whose socks never match.

Friends don't need the intervention of a third party. Friendship's a voluntary thing.

I think of myself as more the non-turn-on type. so when I do get turned on, I don’t trust it, I have to investigate the source.

Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart.