Be - fight - feel the pain - and love the wounds!

All our blasphemies are only little prayers.

There live Christ and Nero in our hearts.

People souls - perennial loners. They're loners like stray stars.

I loved life too much to lust for life.

Dead is the travel of all our travels.

How many times have I created to destroy?

Dead is the cradle of everything.

I think a lot of people still fantasise about that first love and what might happen if they rekindled the relationship.

If people want to know who I am, it is all in the work.

Writing a column, a weekly column for the New York Times, is really tough, and I wasn't prepared for the demands that that involved.

Where do we get our values from?

Your mind is programmable – if you’re not programming your mind, someone else will program it for you.

I myself love to read those Victorian novels which go on and on, and you don't read them in one sitting. You might read one over the course of a summer, but that isn't what I want to write.

All generalizations, with the possible exception of this one, are false.

You tell a man the truth about himself and, well, they find they have trouble accepting it.

Worrying gets you nowhere. If you turn up worrying about how you're going to perform, you've already lost. Train hard, turn up, run your best and the rest will take care of itself.

L.A. is so fake - girls there are so superficial.