And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.
It is not the length of life, but the depth.
Why are trying so hard to fit in, when you're born to stand out
I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity. I want this adventure that is the context of my life to go on without end.
I'd learned that some things are best kept secret.
The thing about getting older is that you don't need everything to be possible any more, you just need things to be certain.
The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.
Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.
Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.
The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense.