" I’m alone. The wind whistles.
Where to go? Where to go? And there’s never an answer. "

" I had the idea that the world’s so full of pain
it must sometimes make a kind of singing "

" If I’ve learned anything this year, it’s what I’ve said before: Listen to the kindest voice in your head. It’s the highest form of yourself. The best you is the kindest you, to yourself and to others. "