Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it’s time for them to be hurt.
This was something sure to be crammed full of warm secrets, like an antique clock built when peace filled the world.
If you really want to know something, you have to be willing to pay the price.
Don’t pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world? Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life, and it’d lose even its imperfection.
Life doesn’t require ideals. It requires standards of action.
The sad truth is that certain types of things can’t go backward. Once they start going forward, no matter what you do, they can’t go back the way they were. If even one little thing goes awry, then that’s how it will stay forever.
Your work should be an act of love, not a marriage of convenience.
Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.
The power to concentrate was the most important thing. Living without this power would be like opening one’s eyes without seeing anything.
Is action merely the incidental product of thought, or is thought the consequential product of action?
So the fact that I’m me and no one else is one of my greatest assets. Emotional hurt is the price a person has to pay in order to be independent.
But what seems like a reasonable distance to one person might feel too far to somebody else.
Distance might not solve anything, no matter how far you run.
Each person feels pain in his own way, each has his own scars.
Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there.
Have you ever had that feeling – that you’d like to go to a whole different place and become a whole different self?
It is sometimes necessary for each person. Fill up with delicious food, get drunk, sing loudly and chat frivolously.
Writers have to keep on writing if they want to mature, like caterpillars endlessly chewing on leaves.
Friends don’t need the intervention of a third party. Friendship’s a voluntary thing.
Inside that darkness, i saw rain falling on the sea. Rain softly falling on a vast sea, with no one there to see it. The rain strikes the surface of the sea, yet even the fish don’t know it is raining.