Anyone who imagines they can work alone winds up surrounded by nothing but rivals, without companions. The fact is, no one ascends alone.

If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life, it's been the bass line, so subtle you don't notice it until it's missing.

She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people...

I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me."
He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.

The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.

Joy multiplies when it is shared among friends, but grief diminishes with every division. That is life.