All the times I have suddenly realized that my parents are dead, even now, it still surprises me, to exist in the world while that which made me has ….

What is literature, really? Boiled down to a single sentence, I'd say it's this: an endless conversation about what it means to be human. And to read….

Loneliness: there is no organ that can take it all..

One of us had loved the other more perfectly, had watched the other more closely, and one of us listened and the other hadn’t, and one of us held on ….

...we take comfort in the symmetries we find in life because they suggest a design where there is none..

I think in the whole field of questions about what we take to be "real," one of those questions is about the self. When you talk about the self we're….

Sometimes just to paint a head you have to give up the whole figure. To paint a leaf, you have to sacrifice the whole landscape. It might seem like y….

I want to say somewhere: I've tried to be forgiving. And yet. There were times in my life, whole years, when anger got the better of me. Ugliness tur….

...larger than life...I've never understood that expression. What's larger than life?.

...after all, who isn't a survivor from the wreck of childhood?.

At the end, all that's left of you are your possessions. Perhaps that's why I've never been able to throw anything away. Perhaps that's why I hoarded….

Perhaps that is what it means to be a father - to teach your child to live without you..

She struggled with her sadness, but tried to conceal it, to divide it into smaller and smaller parts and scatter these in places she thought no one w….

I like to think the world wasn't ready for me, but maybe the truth is that I wasn't ready for the world. I've always arrived too late for my life..

Even among the angels, there is the sadness of division..

It's one of those unforgettable moments that happen as a child, when you discover that all along the world has been betraying you..

What about you? Are you happiest and saddest right now that you've ever been?" "Of course I am." "Why?" "Because nothing makes me happier and nothing….

there are two types of people in the world: those who prefer to be sad among others, and those who prefer to be sad alone..

For her I changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes into mirrors, I changed glass into water, I gave her wings and pulled birds from her ears and in her p….

It's strange what the heart can do when the mind is giving the directions..

lonely people are always up in the middle of the night..