Beauty and death, so closely knit together. This seems to be the central theme of my life.

It's time for both of us to be free.

Reminding me how fragile this life is and how easily it can be lost. Compelling me to live and to live well, while I still can.Because sooner or later, we must all face eternity.

Remember, Pia, " he whispers. "Perfect is as perfect does.

We were too greedy, grasping for immortality too soon. Perhaps if we had only been patient, content to wait, we would all have forever in the end.

I can't let the killing go on. No more death, not because of me. This is the only way. You and I both know it. Eio.

How many have died that I might live?And who has died that I might live?

The noblest life is the one laid down for another.

That your eyes are like bits of sky seen through the leaves. And that, like the rain washes the mud from the leaves, you... how did he say it? Oh yes. That you wash the darkness from the world.

A body can't live without a heart. And I can't live without you.

I think of the five generations it will take before [Mr. Perfect]'s born, and I want to scream. I want someone now. I want someone who will look into my eyes and understand everything behind them.

.....And sometimes life sends you places to confirm affirmations..... this journey of mine....

Within this new work of art a creature from beyond the reach of Humanity has insinuated herself and now lurks there at the heart of the mystery, a power unimagined before our time.

Do not forget the joy of existence.

There's no turning back...We will win. We are winning because ours is a revolution of mind and heart.

To put someone in jail for using drugs in the privacy of his hotel room is just barbaric.

Something about making art has to do with overcoming things, giving us a clear opportunity for doing things in ways we have always known we should do them.

I cheated at school. I remember on one occasion I wrote some history dates in pen on my leg. So when there was a question like 'What year did that happen?', I'd lift my skirt up and have a look.

I've always been a very good judge of people. That's why I like so very few of them.

V?" Butch said. "Don't leave, okay?" "Never." V brushed Butch's hair back with a gesture so tender it was out of place coming from a male.

The deeper you get into Yoga you realize it is a spiritual practice. It's a journey I'm making. I'm heading that way.