“Maybe I haven’t really forgotten you, maybe you’re the last person I think of before sleep, maybe you’re the first that I think of when I wake up, maybe you come to my mind every now and then, maybe I feel like calling you just to know how you are, maybe I have a wish to show up to your door just to know if you’d open it for me, maybe I still want to give us a chance. Maybe. But no, I chose not to have you any longer in my life and maybe that might be enough to forget you. Maybe.”

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”