I don't think I'm a workaholic. Every weekend, I invite my colleagues and friends to my home to play cards. And people, my neighbors, are always surprised because I live on the second floor apartment,...

They were laughing and their hair was shining like leaves in moonlight, their limbs long as saplings. I thought, Girls are magical at this phase, girls are invincible, nothing can touch them. I didn't...

They do not love, that do not show their love.

It was if we all sensed we'd be gone someday soon in a sudden instant--often it happened in the middle of the night--and didn't want to get involved. Or else it was that none of us wanted to know...

Don't walk in front of me… I may not follo

God, how we get our fingers in each other's clay. That's friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of each other.

But even if every house looked identical-if all the furnishings were the same- it still wouldn't feel like yours.That's because home isn't where you are. It's who you're with.

My friends' hugs are longer and tighter; consist of extra squeezes and pats, which alternate between a circular rubbing motion and a light pitter-pattering on the back, both of which I find...

The very fact that a Frenchman was prepared, after tow minutes of conversation, to be so friendly towards anyone, especially one who had come from England, made me restless.

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

He had once thought it was strange to have a friend you'd never met. Now it was even stranger, losing a friend you'd never really had

This is what happens. You tell your friends your most personal secrets, and they use them against you.

Maybe I just didn't want it to be Benny because he really loves her, and if I was wrong about that, it'd be depressing. Who wants to be depressed?Poets, Eve decided. You have to think they must.Okay,...

Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy ready-made things in the shops. But since there are no shops where you can buy friends, men no longer have any friends.

Well, I will wear the bees, like Damon and Pythagoras – ho, a mere sixty thousand bees in the cabin don't signify, much.

I should send my bees ashore for you, upon my sacred honour.

You know a real friend?Someone you know will look after your cat after you are gone.