A funny thing about women and machines: the combination made men curious. They seemed to think it had something to do with them.

I was doing that thing the infatuated do, stitching destiny onto the person we want stitched to us.

I’d been listening to men talk since I arrived in New York City. That’s what men like to do. Talk. Profess like experts. When one finally came along who didn’t say much, I listened.

If your parents died suddenly, Sandro understood, your home was wherever you were, and now you were from nowhere. Your parents were your provenance. Dead, you had no provenance.

What happens slowly carries in each part the possibility of returning to what came before. In an accident everything is simultaneous, sudden, irreversible. It means this: no going back.

A forced contemplation of the heavens, crisp and angelic blue, a classic prelude to death.

Gloria was still talking, something about how shooting people was in a sense safer than making art, in terms of avoiding serious lapses in taste.

If you tell people you talk to God, they'll think you're religious, but if you say God talks to you, it's ten to one they'll think you're crazy.

The world has many places that can make us uncomfortable. Calling them evil, or any other bad name, doesn’t make them go away.

Fear is something explorers lacked, therefore, they discovered great wonders.

In science, we must be interested in things, not in persons.

I am in the present. I cannot know what tomorrow will bring forth. I can know only what the truth is for me today. That is what I am called upon to serve, and I serve it in all lucidity.

I could live a thousand years and still not know everything, still not have tried anything.

Time, how short-eternity, how long! Death, how brief-immortali ty, how endless!

I wanted to be a ballerina as a child - I had a tutu, and I used to stage my own ballets in our front room with my family as the audience.

I think it's a sign that the establishment is going to have to change. For too long they never thought about the average person, because the average person is not organized.

Fool, nothing is impossible in Russia but reform.