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.

Life might just be an absurd, even crude, chain of events and nothing more.

If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.

As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.

It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life.

Between a high, solid wall and an egg that breaks against it, I will always stand on the side of the egg.

There's an essential order you have to follow in everything. It's a way of showing respect, following everything in the correct order.