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People are nothing more than the accumulated stories of others. In particular, the stories of their mothers and fathers.
I’m here for only one reason, and that is to die before death comes to get me.
The world is made up of stories. If it wasn’t, life would be insufferable.
As a rule, whenever people start something new, they’re incapable of thinking straight.
And invisible illnesses exist either in our heads or buried deep within our souls, what
yes, I intentionally left off the final s because I want the quietness to be even more quiet,
Time is a key, not a remedy.
What the characters really do is give voice to our emotions, to
Writing is like looking in a mirror, but the face we see there isn’t our own.
When I’m sad, there’s this thing inside me that physically aches, as if I breathed in the sadness and
The conscience may be blind, but it isn’t mute. While
That is the role that children play: they document the lives of their parents through what they remember about them.
we are all other people’s stories.
“If you’re going to touch the hearts of others, it has to come from the heart.”
We discover who we really are through others, which is why we are better at understanding other people than ourselves.
Most of the time, there’s a real image that mirrors don’t reveal.
Sometimes we talk about the most trivial things in order to avoid speaking about the most important.
If only we could spend all our days and nights in this corner of the world that had forgotten us.
Daily life had curled up and gone to sleep beneath the blanket of snow, buried so deeply that not a single trace of its vulgarity or coarseness could be seen.
“Passionate love is like perfume. In no time at all it wafts away. What really matters is that when two people come together, they grow accustomed to one another, build up a feeling of mutual love, share their secrets, and spend time together.”
