“And you realize that you've finally grown up. That youth has finished. In its place you have knowledge, which you must carry. You must also learn to accept that death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
I suppose the key to a good life is to gently overlook the truth and hope that at any moment we can all be… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“When he smiles, they mostly look away. But Martin likes to think they carry his smile for a few blocks – that even the… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
Succes is really nothing more than the record of failure. To be successful means you must be willing to fail more than anyone else. — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
I wonder if things can happen too early or too late or if everything happens at exactly the right time. If so, how sad… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
Should you ever feel too lonely...listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
But say you do find the right people - how do you love them without smothering them?...How do you not suffocate them with all… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
We touched with a softness that pushed through the skin into memory, like arms plunged into a river - we could feel the weight… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
When I was in my early twenties, I fell in love at least 20 times a day. You have to be with someone where… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“It had rained, she said, and I imagined the beads of small water on the windshield like a thousand eyes, or each drop a… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
The most frustrating part of trying to direct everything is not that it alienates you from people who genuinely want to help, but that… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
Writers are often alone when they work. Hours pass in silence as one long moment; light fades as day turns back to face the… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
