I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.

---

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

---

If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.

---

Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.

---

It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.

---

Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

---

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

---

If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.

---

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

---

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

---