There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

I would rather walk with a friend in the dark than walk alone in the light.

It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.

In art and dream may you proceed with abandon. In life may you proceed with balance and stealth.

The only tired I was, was tired of giving in.

Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.

You must not try to make love definite. It is the divine accident of life.

Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it.

Falsehood is so easy, truth so difficult.

Love... is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy.

It isn't a sadness, but a joy, that we don't do the same things for the length of our lives.