There is a period for hope and one for mourning.

Writing is like sculpturing words out of a block of imagination. Sentences chisel the story, then characters make it their own.

If the private life of the sea could ever be transposed onto paper, it would talk not about rivers or rain or glaciers or of molecules of oxygen and hydrogen, but of the millions of...

The loss of a loved one is like the loss of a part of oneself; an arm or a leg. At first, the pain is so physical that it is hard to ignore. The trauma...

Remorse shows the difference between a cruel person and one that is not.

People are like chains, the closer they are, the stronger they become.

Once words have been said there is no way to un-say them

It takes just one wave to capsize a boat, and one more to take it down.