***A KEY WORD*** Imagined

A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.

As always, one of her books was next to her.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

If death blew a trumpet each time he was coming, there would be no one to greet him on arrival.

In order to achieve a higher consciousness, one must get lost in love.

Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, but the realization of how much you already have.

Science is a self-correcting discipline that can, in subsequent generations, show that previous ideas were not correct.

It is easier for a father to have children than for children to have a real father.

Great hospitals do two things. They look after patients, and they teach young doctors. We look after clients, and we teach young advertising people.

I never see my movies. When they're on television, I click them away. Hollywood created an image, and I long ago reconciled myself with it. I was the French cliche.

I was trying to develop a notion of "non-dialectical negativity" as part of a concept of extinction that would transform the understanding of death and time elaborated in phenomenology.

Only a ginger, can call another ginger Ginger.

Everything that happens to me is very cosmic.