Life is never easy for those who dream.

In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live.

So here I am walking around with another person inside of me. Though I think I put it better the day we parted when I said there is a third person we have created from the two of us. And I am stalked now by that other entity.

Such physical matters were nice, yet, to him, intelligence and passion born of living, the ability to move and be moved by subtleties of the mind and spirit, were what really counted.

Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.

One great love in a single lifetime was enough for anyone.

if only we lost our minds and arrived at our hearts