“What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.”

“there she is, and I am watching her through Plexiglas, and she looks like Margo Roth Spiegelman, this girl I have known since I was two–this girl who was an idea that I loved.And it is only now, when she closes her notebook and places it inside a backpack next to her and then stands up and walks toward us, that I realize that the idea is not only wrong by dangerous. What a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than a person.”

“A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.”

“It is far more important to know what person the disease has than what disease the person has.”

“Then they went on to discuss other things because there is always something more to a person than what somebody else does to them.”

“For often I have wished to see a person again without realising that it was simply because that personal recalled to me a hedge of hawthorns in blossom, and I have been led to believe, and to make someone else believe, in a renewal of affection, by what was no more than an inclination to travel.”