No one does. No one really knows how to be happy. You just get close, sometimes. That’s all I want – just to be close.

Forgettingis a beautiful thing. When you forget, you remake yourself. For a caterpillar to become a butterfly, it must forget it was a caterpillar at all. Then it will be as if the caterpillar never was & there was only ever a butterfly.

Oh, propriety," says Mrs Benjamin. "We're always so concerned with propriety. Even in total madness, we still stick to our hierarchies and chains of command.

The gods are cruel not because they make us work. They are cruel because they allow us to hope.

Voters might have short memories. Politicians do not.

We all reconstruct our past because we wish to see how our present came to be our present - do we not?

No one does. No one really knows how to be happy. You just get close, sometimes. That’s all I want – just to be close.