I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything

I got incredibly heavy boots about how relatively insignificant life is, and how, compared to the universe and compared to time, it didn’t even matter if I existed at all.

Living on a planet of fixed size requires compromise, and while we are the only party capable of negotiating, we are not the only party at the table. We've never claimed more, and we've never had less.

Parents are always more knowledgeable than their children, and children are always smarter than their parents.

Even if I don't like what I am, I know what I am. My children like what they are, but they don't know what they are. So tell me which is worse.

I wanted so much to have a life. Even just once, even for a second.

The hardest part of writing is not to get the ideas but to remember, why it is important to get them.