As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.
You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.
Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
Thomas Edison's last words were 'It's very beautiful over there'. I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.
The world is not a wish-granting factory.
You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.