What you remember saves you.

I needed my mistakes in their order to get me here

On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree

What you remember saves you.

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

I also think that life itself is both indifferent to us and the source of all of our joys and everything that we love. And it's necessary to accept the one in order to love the other.

I had hardly begun to read I asked how can you ever be sure that what you write is really any good at all and he said you can't you can't you can never be sure you die without knowing whether anything you wrote was any good if you have to be sure don't write