There's no way to know what makes one thing happen and not another. What leads to what. What destroys what. What causes what to flourish or die or take another course.

He kissed me hard and I kissed him back harder, like it was the end of an era that had lasted all of my life.

I didn't feel sad or happy. I didn't feel proud or ashamed. I only felt that in spite of all the things I'd done wrong, in getting myself here, I'd done right.

In my perception, the world wasn't a graph or formula or an equation. It was a story.

Perhaps by now I'd come far enough that I had the guts to be afraid.

Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves...

In the mornings, my pain was magnified by about a thousand. In the morning there weren’t only those sad facts about my life. Now there was also the additional fact that I was a pile of shit.

What if I forgave myself even though I'd done something I shouldn't have?

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a bruise.

But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but the parts of her that had come before me too.

I put her burnt bones into my mouth and swallowed them whole.

The universe is a mirror—if you smile at her, she smiles at you with joy.

A man should never be judged by his skill, talent, colour, financial or political status, facial beauty and level of education but by the quality of his character.

You have always given me more than I gave to you. You were the wings on which I soared.Lotte Lehmann

Muscles come and go flab lasts.

This is the seashore. Neither land nor sea. It’s a place that does not exist.

The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental.

I did one sci-fi movie. I did 'Gattaca.' I liked 'Gattaca' because that was always the kind of science fiction I really dug, the non-action oriented sci-fi.

I know what high stakes politics demands, it is a twenty-four seven, totally consuming experience.

Human experience depends on everything that can influence states of the human brain, ranging from changes in our genome to changes in the global economy.

With my tongue in one cheek only, I'd suggest that were our palaeolithic ancestors to discover the peer-review dredger, we would be still sitting in caves.