Death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most difficult to accept.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

I tried to convey to the boy how people's lives are often altered by curved lines read slowly from paper, sand, or stone.

Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone.

For lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched.

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.

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.