We’d said we’d keep in touch. But touch is not something you can keep; as soon as it’s gone, it’s gone. We should have said we’d keep in words, because they are all we can string between us—words on a telephone line, words appearing on a screen.
It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime…
I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I’m not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.
two possibilities exist: Either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.
Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.
People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.
But how can you miss someone you never had in the first place?
The past is the one thing we are not prisoners of. We can do with the past exactly what we wish. What we can’t do is to change its consequences.
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.
It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.
All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.
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