When Bach died some of his children sold his scores to the butcher they had decided the paper was more useful for wrapping meat. In a small village in Germany a father brought home a limp goose wrapped in paper that was covered with strange and beautiful symbols.

Should you ever feel too lonely...listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who are to come.

You can't put a price on the rituals of love, because you never know what will happen next. I suppose fear is part of the excitement and we can't have one without the other.

If there is such a thing as marriage, it takes place long before the ceremony; in a car on the way to the airport; or as a gray bedrooms fills with dawn, one lover watching the other; or as two strangers stand together in the rain with no bus in sight, arms weighed down with shopping bags. You don't know then. But later you realize - that was the moment.

Anyone who is desperate or alone will agree there is comfort in routine.

There are some lies that, under the right circumstances, are the only truth

To love again, you must not discard what has happened to you, but take from it the strength you'll need to carry on.