Passion – eventually it cools.

When people die and especially when they die tragically, others can’t help but get carried away. They come up with their implausible interpretation and usually resort to cheap psychology. A sense of fatalism is the only form of relief left.

Children know so little, they must learn quickly to imitate grown-ups whenever they feel unsure in a situation.

It’s not easy to give up something you’ve had all your life.

How can I explain this? Why is it you can never hope to describe the emotion Africa creates?You are lifted.Out of whatever pit, unbound from whatever tie, released from whatever fear. You are lifted and you see it all from above. Your pit, your ties, your fear. you are lifted, you slowly rise like a hot-air balloon, and all you see is the space and the endless possibilities for losing yourself in it.

Love sometimes makes people ruthless in a way that not even hatred can.

I'd rather stay asleep than have to learn all those frightening secrets.

I can't say why some memories float and other sink.

I think part of me doesn't want to remember him, for fear of missing him too much.

Jealousy is a disease, it's like a poison.