There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.

I think of myself as an enormously lucky person.

It is our duty and our joy to communicate our hearts to each other. Words assist us in this task.

This is the danger of loving: No matter how powerful you are, no matter how many kingdoms you rule, you cannot stop those you love from dying.

But let's not speak of what might have been. Let us speak instead of what is. You are whole.

I write two pages - that's all I write. It takes me about an hour. I've learned that's all I'm capable of and to push myself beyond that is foolhardy. It's a very delicate thing, and I will not abuse it. So I write two pages, then I get up from the computer.

It is a bad thing to have love and nowhere to put it.