I read books because I love them, not because I think I should read them.

I suppose the key to a good life is to gently overlook the truth and hope that at any moment we can all be reborn.

Language is like looking at a map of somewhere. Love is living there and surviving on the land.

I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched.

It’s the greatest legacy you could ever leave your children or your loved ones: the history of how you felt.

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.