If you travel too often, you actually come face-to-face with what you're trying to escape. I feel like when I travel alone, sometimes it's like being locked in a hotel room with my own worst enemy.

The present grows within the boundaries of the past.

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.

It's true the people we meet shape us. But the people we don't meet shape us also, often more because we have imagined them so vividly. There are people we yearn for but never seem to meet.

We see in others what we want and what we fear.

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

Every moment is the paradox of now or never.