Who knows what oversensitive is, considering all there is to be sensitive to.

What we refer to confidently as memory is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling.

The nail doesn't choose the time or the circumstances in which it is drawn to the magnet

Love, even of the most ardent and soul-destroying kind, is never caught by the lens of the camera.

I had inadvertently walked through a door that I shouldn’t have gone through and couldn’t get back to the place I hadn’t meant to leave.

Reading is rapture (or if it isn't, I put the book down meaning to go on with it later, and escape out the side door).

The reason life is so strange is that so often people have no choice.