I think you can love someone and be infatuated with them, too. But infatuation is immediate, while the sort of love in the West is something you build with someone. It's a trust.

It's tempting to imagine how we could hurt someone close, because it reminds us how fiercely we love them.

I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment - we are all defined by something we can’t change.

Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone.

Language is like drinking from one's own reflection in still water. We only take from it what we are at the time.

I wanted to explain that trusting is harder than being trusted.

Hands have their own language.