As victims of hurt, we frequently don’t bring up what ails us, because so many wounds look absurd in the light of day.
My writing always came out of a very personal place, out of an attempt to stay sane.
The good parent: someone who doesn’t mind, for a time, being hated by their children.
True love is a lack of desire to check one’s smartphone in another’s presence.
Insomnia is a glamorous term for thoughts you forgot to have in the day.
Everyone wants a better life: very few of us want to be better people.
Good books put a finger on emotions that are deeply our own – but that we could never have described on our own.
Work finally begins when the fear of doing nothing exceeds the fear of doing it badly.
One rarely falls in love without being as much attracted to what is interestingly wrong with someone as what is objectively healthy.
It’s perhaps easier now than ever before to make a good living; it’s perhaps harder than ever before to stay calm, to be free of career anxiety.
Never too late to learn some embarrassingly basic, stupidly obvious things about oneself.
People who readily accept the need for a gym will resist that their personalities might need some work too.
Writing isn’t a career choice. It’s self-medication that over time precipitates the madness it was meant to ward off.
The moment we cry in a film is not when things are sad but when they turn out to be more beautiful than we expected them to be.
Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal conversations than moving planes, ships or trains.
Not being understood may be taken as a sign that there is much in one to understand.
He did not mean to depress us, rather to free us from expectations which inspire bitterness. It is consoling, when love has let us down, to hear that happiness was never part of the plan.
Our responses to the world are crucially moulded by the company we keep, for we temper our curiosity to fit in with the expectations of others.
Anyone who isn’t embarrassed of who they were last year probably isn’t learning enough.
Maturity: the confidence to have no opinions on many things.