There are infinite shades of grey. Writing often appears so black and white.

Sometimes a few passionate people change the world; sometimes they start a mass movement and millions do.

Pain serves a purpose. Without it you are in danger. What you cannot feel you cannot take care of.

The object we call a book is not the real book, but its potential, like a musical score or seed. It exists fully only in the act of being read; and its real home is inside the head of the reader, where the symphony resounds, the seed germinates. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another.

Every walker is a guard on patrol to protect the ineffable.

Credibility is a basic survival tool.

A path is a prior interpretation of the best way to traverse a landscape.