Coffee & Cigarettes

“I finally understood what true love meant. Love meant that you cared for another person’s happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face may be.”

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

“And you’ll return to real life. You need to live it to the fullest. No matter how shallow and dull things might get, this life is worth living. I guarantee it.”

“When the new psychologist puts an end to the superstitions which have so far flourished with almost tropical luxuriance around the idea of the soul, he practically exiles himself into a new desert and a new suspicion. It is possible that the older psychologists had a merrier and more comfortable time.”

…this softness, this softness of a flower at night—

“…sitting in the pew she felt she was at home: that here, among strangers, she was all of herself, and only herself, forgiven and loved.”

“My words have basis, my actions have principle. People do not understand this, therefore they do not understand me.”