“Spend twenty years there and you ask yourself how there can still be strangers with so many familiar faces ... it's probably that cities generate strangers continuously ...”
“How can you spend hours every day trying in small ways to figure out who you are, then have a near-stranger give you a sentence of yourself that says it better than you ever could?”
“Odd how it was so easy for a stranger to assume such familiarity. Especially when those who were supposed to know you best often didn't, not at all.”
“Sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger than someone you know. Why is that?”“Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as they wish us to be”
“Admiration and familiarity are strangers.”
“When you're a stranger to people you care about, you become a stranger to yourself.”