I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.

It's so beautiful at this hour. The sun is low, the shadows are long, the air is cold and clean. You won't be awake for another five hours, but I can't help feeling that we're sharing this clear and beautiful morning.

Shyness is when you turn your head away from something you want.

Nine out of ten significant people have to do with money or war!

Songs are as sad as the listener.

Why do I write? It's not that I want people to think I am smart, or even that I am a good writer. I write because I want to end my loneliness.

We cracked up together, which was necessary, because she loved me again.