“Don’t feel sorry for yourself. Only assholes do that.”

The most important thing we learn at school is the fact that the most important things can’t be learned at school.

But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.

I don’t want to express my opinion about actual politics, because if I do, I have to be responsible for my decision.

A fortunate author can write maybe twelve novels in his lifetime.

Young people these days don’t trust anything at all. They want to be free.

Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.

Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back.

Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it – to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.

There’s no such thing as perfect writing, just like there’s no such thing as perfect despair.

People die all the time. Life is a lot more fragile than we think. So you should treat others in a way that leaves no regrets. Fairly, and if possible, sincerely.

Everything passes. Nobody gets anything for keeps. And that’s how we’ve got to live.

When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real.

Whenever I look at the ocean, I always want to talk to people, but when I’m talking to people, I always want to look at the ocean.

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

What happens when people open their hearts? They get better.

I often find it’s just the confidence that makes you sexy, not what your body looks like. It’s how you feel about yourself that makes you sexy.

What’s happening is merely what’s happening. How you feel about it is another matter.

Every single ounce of pain I have ever felt was a bend on the road that led me to you.

If only you knew all the gifts that you bring to others. You would never feel sad again.

If you feel loved, you can do a thousand things. If you feel rejected, everything becomes a problem.

There comes a day when, for someone who has persecuted us, we feel only indifference, a weariness at his stupidity. Then we forgive him.

Sometimes I get the feeling that I’m stranded in the wrong time where love is just a lyric in a children’s rhyme

Little people belittle people. Great people make people feel great.