Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.

One cannot always marry the person one loves.

What we leave behind in this life is the memory of who we were and what we did. An imprint, no more.

Free and fair access to books - to reading - is a right and one we should fight for.

History is written by the victors, the strongest, the most determined. Truth is found most often in the silence, in the quiet places.

I really like people and I keep friendships. I have people from all parts of my life.

Do you believe you can change your destiny?' he (Sajhë) said, seeking an answer. Alice found herself nodding. 'Otherwise, what's the point? If we are simply walking a path preordained, then all the experiences that make us who we are - love, grief, joy, learning, changing - would count for nothing.