And it is precisely in this little word—“only”—that the knowledge of an entire profession vanishes.

Perhaps our world is shaped not only by major decisions, but also by the stories we pass on.

I don't want to increase the volume. I want to create resonance.

The fire doesn't get smaller when we share it. It gets bigger.

She didn't just invite me. She opened up her world to me.

And for just a moment, we're all part of the same journey.

I used to think that closeness meant doing as much as possible together.

Sometimes closeness isn't created by the same words, but by the same attitude.

A good team isn't made up of people who are all the same.

Sometimes it's not the big event that changes our lives. It's the cup of coffee before it.

Maybe we're not looking for the perfect event. We're just looking for people who make us feel at home.

Maybe we don't actually long for the fire. Instead, we long for the feeling of being able to sit around it together.

Perhaps peace begins precisely where we stop trying to make each other more alike.

Maybe we don't need more relationships. What we need are relationships in which we can stop constantly holding ourselves together.

Not because everything has suddenly been resolved, but because nothing needs to be ruled out anymore.

No one had to prove themselves first in order to belong.