Wonder is all around us, when we know how to look. It's often in the simple spaces; a meadow, a stream, an unturned rock.

The reaper does not listen to the harvest.

He's very good at chaining girls. He can make cold steel feel like silk.

No secrecy, no business.

Knowing that your weakness could be another person's strength or opportunity, it follows that you're not to be around people by virtue of them understanding your weaknesses, but rather by virtue of them not creating circumstances that bring out your weakn

What makes the strength of the soldier isn't the energy he uses trying to intimidate the other guy by sending him a whole lot of signals, it's the strength he's able to concentrate within himself, by staying centered. That Maori player was like a tree, a

There are three signs of old age: loss of memory ... I forget the other two.

I've always had a talent for recognizing when I am in a moment worth being nostalgic for. When I was little, my mother would come home from a party, her hair cool from the wind, her perfume almost gone, and her lips a faded red, and she would coo at me "Y

We all want to do something to mitigate the pain of loss or to turn grief into something positive, to find a silver lining in the clouds. But I believe there is real value in just standing there, being still, being sad.

So, yeah, insane people give me hope. Courage to go on being sane and alive, always with the cure at hand, should I ever tire and need it: madness.

My dad had a lot of bad luck. You could see his suffering, his terrible suffering, living a life that was disappointing and looking for another one.

There are different kinds of fear. One of the most terrible is the sensation that you are likely to become, at any moment, the protagonist in a Graham Greene novel: the man who tries to be virtuous and who is, in a certain sense, holy, and yet who is over