“So we don't believe that life is beautiful because we don't recall it but if we get a whiff of a long-forgotten smell we are suddenly intoxicated and similarly we think we no longer love the dead because we don't remember them but if by chance we come across an old glove we burst into tears.”
“So many old and lovely things are stored in the world's attic because we don't want them around us and we don't dare throw them out.”
“We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”
“We don't stop hiking because we grow old - we grow old because we stop hiking”
“We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.”
“You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?”