“I never know how much of what I say is true.”
“I don’t know how to fix this, or if it can be fixed. There’s too much to say. Too much I don’t know how to say.”
“If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I will never know happiness. For I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation.”
“I’ll never know exactly what I lost, how much it should hurt, how long I should keep thinking about him.”
“...a witness is defined through what he sees, not what he says. And just because you keep something a secret doesn't mean it never happened, no matter how much you want that to be true.”
“The true test of character is not how much we know how to do, but how we behave when we don't know what to do.”