The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.

Hindsight's a wonderful thing. If we all had it there would be no history to write about.

I feel as if I’m waiting for something dreadful to happen, and then I realize it already has.

If people believed in eternal damnation they might not be seizing the day quite so much.

No point in thinking, you just have to get on with life. We only have one after all, we should try and do our best. We can never get it right, but we must try.

In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.

If they would all sleep all the time she wouldn't mind being their mother.