“I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from… — 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,… — 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… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
I was living in a large apartment with no furniture, just a typewriter, and because I had nothing else to do with… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
There are times in life when language fails us, when everything that needs to be said can be expressed only by saying… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
Life can unmoor so many feelings; it is a relief we sleep through it. Night unravels the day and reinvents it for… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“We had spent only a few weeks together, five years ago, but when you finally meet the person who in daydreams you… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“I think music is what language once aspired to be. Music allows us to face God on our own terms because it… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“Maybe happiness is just finding the right people at the right time." "But how do you find them?" ... "But say you… — 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… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“In that moment of recognition he is not consumed by a rushing sensation of love-quite simply a door opens to a room… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“Then, breathing slow, and almost deliberately, stops. But for a moment the old man doesn’t realize he is dead. He can feel… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
Language is like drinking from one's own reflection in still water. We only take from it what we are at the time. — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
The joy of style lies not in how we look to other people, but in how we look to ourselves - and… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
“There is little joy in those first moments of recognition- for the reality is that most encounters of such depth, most first… — 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
