“There's something solid and constant about trees." I said quietly. "They may change through the seasons, but they're always there. They're dependable.”

“I realise there's something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they're experts at letting things go.”

“There's something perverse about women...they're all masochists at heart.”

“I like if you're reading something, and they're saying something you always thought, but they're putting it in the exact right way”

“The problem is that they don't even realize that they're walking a new road every day. They don't see that the fields are new and the seasons change. All they think about is food and water.”

“There's something about houses that intrigues me. I mean, they're the place where families spend all their time together, making the house filled with love, life, and laughter. I always look at houses and wonder what's going on inside. Without the people who lived in them, they're just a shell, but once they're filled, they become sacred ground, the place where memories are made.”