The question is there in each silence. The question is there in the space between you. But you cannot bring it aloud.

Music is everywhere. It’s in the air between us, waiting to be sung.

That's what it felt like - that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.

Enlightenment is scary. Sometimes things look better in the dark.

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say good-bye to hope's disappointment.

I didn't want to see her. I was desperate to see her. I wanted to hold it together. I wanted to melt down right at her feet and scream, Look what you've done to me.

Part of my music is being alone, having that time to shut down all other noises to hear the tune underneath.

It is a sound like loneliness—enough to let you know you’re there, but not enough to fill you with life.

What are your interests?""Your son in my room, " I said."Excuse me?""The sun and the moon, " I said. "Astronomy.

Maybe fate's arithmetic is so diffuse that it's not arithmetic at all.

He was beautiful in the way that a breeze is beautiful—the kind of beauty you feel gratitude for.

The flame of the spirit is a burning lamp.

It is difficult to make a reputation, but is even more difficult seriously to mar a reputation once properly made --- so faithful is the public.

My life is really precious. I don't want to spend it watching ambient TV that just drifts through you. I've got better things to do.

For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?

During the earliest stages of thought, accommodation remains on the surface of physical as well as social experience.

Originality is merely an illusion.

I used to be a dusty little child.

God put thorns around the Love's door to stop anyone who's not a Lover from entering.

Memories began swarming in, vivid and impatient, like a litter of little mice.

We teachers make the road, others will make the journey.