“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”

“We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”

“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”