“Sometimes the visionary aspect of any particular day comes to you in the memory of it, or it opens to you over time.”

“And after night comes day, or more night, depending on the particular time-frame you choose to apply to your perspective.”

“When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.”

“Plan to the extent that feels right to you at a particular time in your life, but always be open to serendipity.”

“Sometimes when you open a book, time stops.”

“No day shall erase you from the memory of time”