180 Quotes by Simon Van Booy

My old geography professor once told his class how the music, paintings, sculptures, and books of the world are mirror in which people see versions of themselves.

Sometimes, language is the sound of longing.

When somebody leaves this plane – or, if you like, goes into another room – those left behind sometimes try and stop loving – but this is a mistake, because even if you have loved only once in your life, you’re ruined.

Winter is for dreaming.

The poet Emily Dickinson said that nature is a haunted house, while art is a house that tries to be haunted. She was born and died in the same room.

You are in the place that was meant for you. Everything had to be arranged like this to get you here.

In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment – we are all defined by something we can’t change.

It’s tempting to imagine how we could hurt someone close, because it reminds us how fiercely we love them.

To love again, you must not discard what has happened to you, but take from it the strength you’ll need to carry on.