Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
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There is something that happens inside of you when you tell someone your secrets. It’s as though you’ve dissected yourself so deeply that this other person can unstring you. It only happens when you know that your secret-keeper is really listening to you. That’s what love is. When you tell someone the things that keep you up at night. When you need nothing but the gentlest touch or the most delicate glance to simply understand the other person. To love someone is to let them see you as naked as possible but knowing that they will hold you close and keep you safe. Love is the feeling of having someone put their coat over you and telling you that you’re going to be safe, warm.
We’re all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away — our stories. I guess that’s what I love about books — they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.