When tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things. Where is beauty to be found? In great things that, like everything else, are doomed to die, or in small things that aspire to nothing, yet know how to set a jewel of infinity in a single moment?

There's so much humanity in a love of trees, so much nostalgia for our first sense of wonder, so much power in just feeling our own insignificance when we are surrounded by nature.

or the first time in my life I understood the meaning of the word never. And it's really awful. You say the word a hundred times a day but you don't really know what you're saying until you're faced with a real "never again."

I may know that the world is an ugly place, I still don't want to see it.

boredom was born on a day of uniformity.

People think that children don't know anything. It's enough to make you wonder if grownups were ever children once upon a time.

Personally I think that grammar is a way to attain beauty.