"Second—There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you—of kindness and consideration and respect—not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had."
"The duende….Where is the duende? Through the empty archway a wind of the spirit enters, blowing insistently over the heads of the dead, in search of new landscapes and unknown accents: a wind with the odour of a child’s saliva, crushed grass, and medusa’s veil, announcing the endless baptism of freshly created things."
"The scholars Fred Rothbaum and Bill Yuk-Piu Tsang, in the mid-nineties, dissected the lyrics of eighty Chinese and American pop songs to map the subtle differences in the way that songwriters in each language defined love and its consequences. The findings ring true, including the discovery that Chinese songs convey the sense that, if destiny is not on the side of a relationship, “it cannot be salvaged."