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

We slept in the same bed. There was never a right time to say it. It was always unnecessary. The books in my father's shed were sighing. The sheets were rising and falling around me with Anna's breathing. I thought about waking her. but it was unnecessary. There would be other nights. And how can you say I love you to someone you love? I rolled onto my side and fell asleep next to her. Here is the point of everything I have been trying to tell you... It's always necessary. I love you.

The question, I've come to think, is not what inspires one to change, but what inspires one to remain changed.

I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: "Do you like me?

I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.

Please be truthful, but also please be benevolent, please.

I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky.