Quotes by : Peter Heller

To multiply the years and divide by the desire to live is a kind of false accounting.

Missing what most of the time? The babbling faceless agora, the fame, the parties, the pop of flash bulbs?....

That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh....

Happiness was not a word that seemed to apply anymore, when she had lost so many close to her. There....

Is it possible to love so desperately that life is unbearable? I don't mean unrequited, I mean being....

How you refill. Lying there. Something like happiness, just like water, pure and clear pouring in. So....

The reason people are so moved by art and why artists tend to take it all so seriously is that if they....

Still, some nights I grieved. I grieved as much at what I knew must be the fleeting nature of my present....

Within and within. Dreaming. How we gentle our losses into paler ghosts.

Grief is an element. It has its own cycle like the carbon cycle, the nitrogen. It never diminishes not....