There's nothing, absolutely nothing, more important than your life. And your life isn't more important than other people's lives.

The man who let the love of his life pass him by will end up alone with his regrets and all the sighs in the world won't soothe his soul.

It seems that the whole world is beginning to decay, and that its putrefaction has chosen to spread outward from here, from the land of the Pashtuns, where desertification proceeds at a steady, implacable crawl even in the consciences and intellects of men.

Though there are things beyond our understanding, for the most part we are the architects of our own unhappiness.

Music is the true breath of life. We eat so we won't starve to death. We sing so we can hear ourselves live.

If you want your life to be a small part of eternity, to be lucid even in the heart of madness, love... Love with all your strength, love as though it is all you know how to do, love enough to make the gods themselves jealous... for it is in love that all ugliness reveals its beauty.

We're fine together, just like this: Our silence protects us from ourselves