When somebody leaves this plane—or, if you like, goes into another room—those left behind sometimes try and stop loving—but this is a mistake, because even if you have loved only once in your life, you’re ruined.

Every moment is the paradox of now or never.

Hands have their own language.

Coincidences mean you're on the right path.

Children are the closest we have to wisdom and they become adults the moment that final drop of everything mysterious is strained from them.

Language allows us to reach out to people, to touch them with our innermost fears, hopes, disappointments, victories. To reach out to people we'll never meet. It's the greatest legacy you could ever leave your children or your loved ones: The history of how you felt.

Even if you have loved only once in your life, you're ruined.