Time, of course, topples everyone in its path equally- the way that driver beats his old horse until it dies. But the thrashing we receive is one of frightful gentleness. Few of us even realize that w...
Those were strange days, now that I look back at them. In the midst of life, everything revolved around death.
This is what it means to live on. When granted hope, a person uses it as fuel, as a guidepost to life. It is impossible to live without hope.
Things pass us by. Nobody can catch them. That's the way we live our lives.
The world isn’t that easily turned upside down, Haida replied. It’s people who are turned upside down.
The things she most wanted to tell him would lose their meaning the moment she put them into words.
The ones with no imagination are always the quickest to justify themselves.
The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs.
The best musicians transpose consciousness into sound; painters do the same for color and shape.
TheEarth, after all, doesn’t creak and groan its way around the sunjust so human beings can have a good time and a bit of a laugh.
That's why I like listening to Schubert while I'm driving. Like I said, it's because all his performances are imperfect. A dense, artistic kind of imperfection stimulates your consciousness, keeps you...
That's gotta be one of the principles behind reality. Accepting things that are hard to comprehend, and leaving them that way.
Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like...
So what’s wrong if there happens to be one guy in the world who enjoys trying to understand you?
She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe it was the other way around.
She and I were bound together at the border between life and death. It was like that for us from the start
Reality was utterly coolheaded and utterly lonely.
People with dark souls have nothing but dark dreams. People with really dark souls do nothing but dream.
People have to pay a price for the gifts they are given
People are drawn deeper into tragedy not by their defects but by their virtues.