“Thoughts - even fears - were airy things, formless until you made them solid with your voice and once given that weight, they could crush you.”

“Nothing lasts, you see, not even the thoughts inside you. And you musn'twaste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.”

“You could feel things or you could find a way to shut down. But once you were feeling things, you couldn’t decide exactly what to feel. That was the trouble with letting them in at all. They made a mess of the place.”

“People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True sorrow is a thing of fire, and rock. It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of mountains. It destroys, and even if you keep breathing, keep going, you die.”

“True sorrow is not a soft thing,it's a thing of fire and rock.It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of a mountian.Even if you keep breathing,keep going, you die......”

“A thought is just a thought until you own up to it and give it depth and weight.”