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

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

I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.

Whether you know it or not, we leave parts of ourselves wherever we go.

I want to do things for people they will never forget. Maybe that’s the best thing I can do in life.

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

When I was in my early twenties, I fell in love at least 20 times a day. You have to be with someone where you think: if the world was full of people like you, I could not be monogamous. As you get older, you get to know yourself a little more. The older you get, the more you realize what you need. And you also realize how your choice in relationships is influenced by how you grew up. Now I feel like I've explored the dynamic of how I grew up, and I'm free to find someone who's really going to be a wonderful companion.