Things start where you don't know and end up where you know. When you know is when you ask, How did this start?

Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?

It's the responsibility of the survivor to tell the story.

I was wounded by a blow of love.

Life is a mess, Rose said. You can fix the mess human beings make, Rose said, But you can't fix the mess being human is.

There is nothing more lonely than a true artist.

takes a devil to make a decent angel.