“You can’t explain love” he said out loud. “That’s how it gets ruined.”

“You can’t put a price on the rituals of love, because you never know what will happen next. I suppose fear is part of the excitement and we can’t have one without the other.”

“When somebody leaves this plane—or, if you like, goes into another room—those left behind sometimes try and stop loving—but this is a mistake, because even if you have loved only once in your life, you’re ruined.”

“Music is only a mystery to people who want it explained. Music and love are the same.”

“Language allows us to reach out to people, to touch them with our innermost fears, hopes, disappointments, victories. To reach out to people we'll never meet.It's the greatest legacy you could ever leave your children or your loved ones:The history of how you felt.”

“See - this book belongs to you,' Hannah said sweetly.'No young lady,' the birdman said. 'It belongs to you - but you don't belong to it.'He leaned in very close to her.'You belong to you,' he said.”

“I wanted to explain that trusting is harder than being trusted.”