No one ever has or ever will travel quite the same path on earth.

Such a mysterious business, motherhood. How brave a woman must be to embark on it.

You don’t think ahead in years or months: you think about this hour, and maybe the next. Anything else is speculation.

It is a luxury to do something that serves no practical purpose: the luxury of civilization.

Humans withdraw to their homes, and surrender the night to the creatures that own it: the crickets, the owls, the snakes. A world that hasn't changed for hundreds of thousands of years wakes up, and carries on as if the daylight and the humans and the changes to the landscape have all been an illusion.

Once a child gets into your heart, there’s no right or wrong about it.

We live with the decisions we makeThat’s what bravery is. Standing by the consequences of your mistakes.