Silence isn't always agreement. Sometimes people no longer argue because they no longer care.
As a child, I was very careful not to erase my mother's writing on the chalkboard because I would miss her.
There is something quite wonderful about sharing a secret.
She was a poetry book with the wrong dust jacket, shelved in the Reference section.
True ability is undisturbed by pretentious criticism.
If people keep stepping on you, wear a pointy hat.
Much of someone's real character lies in what they don't say about themselves.
Invisibility can be good as a superpower. But psychiatry reveals people don't like it very much.
There is never enough time to enjoy what you love.
The horizon changes but the sun does not.
How might it feel to be fully present in every moment all of the time?
You won't stress over it unless you care.
Woe to him who offends a patient man who has just reached his limit.
If I exist, then surely there must be someone else out there like me.
If you can't write, read.If you can't read, walk.Or walk and read, then write.
I think the worst sort of time travel is how the clock speeds up when I'm on my break.
Some things sound better if they don't come from you.
Sometimes exhaustion is not a result of too much time spent on something, but of knowing that in its place, no time is spent on something else.
If I don't talk about it, it's either very displeasing or very precious to me.
There's something very enticing about an empty bench under a tree. And if it's facing a river, that's the bench for me.