All our final resolutions are made in a state of mind which is not going to last.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

Do not wait for life. Do not long for it. Be aware, always and at every moment, that the miracle is in the here and now.

My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.

When you work to please others you can't succeed, but the things you do to satisfy yourself stand a chance of catching someone's interest.

We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.

One must never miss an opportunity of quoting things by others which are always more interesting than those one thinks up oneself.

If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.

Sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think.

The beauty is in the mystery, don't you agree?- Hayden

please don't cook me, kind sirs! I am a good cook myself, and cook better than I cook, if you see what I mean.

Loving her, and being loved, was the only way I could hold myself together.

English civilization rests largely upon tea and cricket, with mighty spurts of enjoyment on Derby Day, and at Newmarket.

People are always so boring when they band together. You have to be alone to develop all the idiosyncrasies that make a person interesting.

I exaggerate. I oversimplify. I generalize. But there’s no cynicism here. American poetry is a mess. Long live American poetry.

When an artist works today or whenever, it's not about creating immortal masterpieces, because that's the one thing we don't decide ourselves.

If you're not thinking about a negative thought, your vibration is going to raise to its natural positive place.

I'm on the Facebook board now. Little did they know that I thought Facebook was really stupid when I first heard about it back in 2005.

There are three classes into which all the women past seventy that ever I knew were to be divided: 1. That dear old soul; 2. That old woman; 3. That old witch.