I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.

First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.

In art, something comes of nothing. Out of the thin air and the ether, you create a story. And that is intensely satisfying.

Why do people move? What makes them uproot and leave everything they've known for a great unknown beyond the horizon? ... The answer is the same the world over: people move in the hope of a better life.

Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is colour that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense.

To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.

I chose the name Pi because it's an irrational number (one with no discernable pattern). Yet scientists use this irrational number to come to a "rational" understanding of the universe. To me, religion is a bit like that, "irrational" yet with it we come together we come to a sound understanding of the universe.