As time goes on, you'll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn't, doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve yourself.
All things pass. None of us can manage to hold on to anything. In that way, we live our lives.
All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.
A theory is a battlefield in your head.
A story is not something of this world. A real story requires a kind of magical baptism to link the world on this side with the world on the other side.
A life without pain: it was the very thing I had dreamed of for years, but now that I had it, I couldn’t find a place for myself within it. A clear gap separated me from it, and this caused me great c...
Finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without meaning.
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memorie...
I don't know how many good books I still have in me I hope there are another four or five.
وقد يحدث أن يوجد مثل هذا النوع من الناس. أناس موهوبون بموهبة عجيبة، لكنهم لا يبذلون جهدا لتنظيمها. ينتهون إلى تشتيتها وتضييعها. رأيت نصيبي من هؤلاء الناس. في البداية تظن أنهم مذهلون. يستطيعون قراءة نو...
دویدن امتیازات زیادی دارد، مهتر از همه به کسی احتیاج ندارید که این کار را انجام بدهید.
Let the wind change direction a little bit, and their cries turned to whispers.
You’re optimistic one moment, only to be racked the next by the certainty that it will all fall to pieces. And in the end it does.
You know what I'd really like to do the most right now? Climb up to the top of some high place like the pyramids. The highest place I can find. Where you can see forever. Stand on the very top, look a...
You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.
You are caught between all that was and all that must be. You feel lost. Mark my words: as soon as the bones mend, you will forget about the fracture.
Who can really distinguish between the sea and what's reflected in it? Or tell the difference between the falling rain and loneliness?
Whenever I get into something, I shut out everything else.
When your feelings build up and harden and die inside, then you're in big trouble.
When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it.