The love goes where it wants; you hear it rustling but you do not know where it's going and where it goes.

To fall asleep in your embrace,Land of our dreams, what bliss,O you our cradle, you our grave,You the new hope we ever crave,Peninsula so beautiful,Finland for aye our all!

A strong desire derives a person straight through the hardest rock.

The fire of love is drawn from the sky rather than the human mind.

I’m trying to make myself let you go before Ms. Mary comes to get you, but you go and shiver at my touch and weaken my resolve to stop holding you.

What is the use of theorizing as to wherein lies the charm that moves us?

I was never the girl next door.

I waver between a cop-out agnostic and principled atheism

At university, I used to write silly little sketches and monologues, but never fiction.

Pride makes us long for a solution to things – a solution, a purpose, a final cause; but the better telescopes become, the more stars appear.

I need to keep reinventing myself.

I don't want to die. I think death is a greatly overrated experience.

The triumph can't be had without the struggle.