My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world and exiles me from it.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.

The only questions that really matter are the ones you ask yourself.

To light a candle is to cast a shadow.

Morning comes whether you set the alarm or not.

If you see a whole thing - it seems that it's always beautiful. Planets, lives... But up close a world's all dirt and rocks. And day to day, life's a hard job, you get tired, you lose the pattern.

I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy.

To hear, one must be silent.

It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters in the end.

What sane person could live in this world and not be crazy?

The creative adult is the child who has survived.