“Was it always to be like this? she wondered. A moment of joy followed by a new sorrow?”

“Well, memory can play tricks. Most people, I think, tend to remember the good rather than the bad when someone close to them dies.”

“The end came as dusk fell on a gloomy winter day of cold rain.”

“I'm like my mother, she thought, I search my joy for signs of sorrow ahead.”

“Death wasn't a movie where the pretty star faded away with a touch of pale makeup and every hair in place.”

“She realized that the photograph had caused his reaction. It came to her almost as a revelation. Think of it: a photographer presses a button. A few hours later and half a world away, some dots of ...”

“once sailed neither the ship nor the shore ever remains the same again.”

“We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.”

“One day spent with someone you love can change everything.”

“I don't care what you say to me. I care what you share with me.”

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone wont either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are...”

“Never knew what a friendship was, Never knew how to really love, You can't be what I need you to, & I don't know why I fuck with you”

“I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people-to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole, to see the cause and think it's the effect or vice versa”

“At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear.”

“I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves.”