If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.
You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.[repeated often in the rest of the book]
Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.