“Often, the human animal dresses terror in rage, and expresses both in a way unlike either.”

“He took the box but did not avail himself of a tissue. She understood. Sometimes it was comforting to feel the wetness of grief's tears on your face.”

“Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex or simple.”

“How can I love you if I don't know what hurts you?”

“There was an end to weeping. Mourning, however, ebbed and surged but never ceased flowing.”

“The young accept the extraordinary as normal because they do not compare their lives with those of others when everyone is like them.”

“I feel like every project I work on is a dream project, so long as I am learning.”

“Love, too, has to be learned.”

“Every pain is a lesson.”