Every moment is the paradox of now or never.

Music helps us understand where we have come from but, more importantly, what has happened to us.

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

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

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.

We touched with a softness that pushed through the skin into memory, like arms plunged into a river - we could feel the weight of each other's stones.

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