Prim Han

“Carol looked at her. "How do you become a poet?"
"By feeling things - too much, I suppose," Therese answered conscientiously.”
― Patricia Highsmith, Carol

“Writing to someone is the only way to wait for him without hurting oneself.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Ocean Sea

“You ask if I miss you. I think of your voice, your hands, and your eyes when you look straight into mine. I remember your courage that I hadn't suspected, and it gives me courage.”
― Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

“While progressing in this way, with a dirty street ahead of him and a clean one behind, he often had grand ideas. They were ideas that couldn't easily be put into words, though - ideas as hard to define as a half-remembered scent or a colour seen in a dream.”
― Michael Ende, Momo