But then, it's probably different when you're young.

A new life? There’s not such thing. It was only in the magazine headlines that people got a new life. Stopped drinking or taking drugs, found a new love. But the same life.

That's how things are these days: everything must move aside to make room for the new, all the time.

It was as if she lived only on clear, salty air, and when the day came for her to pass away, she would probably do exactly that. Just take a step to one side. Dissolve into a north-westerly wind as it whirled around the lighthouse at North Point, then out across the sea.

When there's nothing to see, when there are no thoughts, life comes instead.

Real love is to offer your life at the feet of another.

This wasn't the way he had expected his life to be. It worked, but that was about all. Happiness had got lost somewhere along the way.