Because I could feel you, I was drowning with you.

Octavius, calm down.""How can I? When you touch my cousin more freely than you touch me? When I walk in, hoping to see my beautiful mate, but I see her with him!

All this wondering was the weather vane on top of the building of unrest and of discontent

It's our dreams that keep us going that separate us from the beasts. I wouldn't even want to live if I thought it was all just eating and sleeping and taking off my clothes.

I could have been more famous if I did all the glitzy things, but celebrity always seemed so unnecessary.

I could not, as my father's daughter, remain indifferent to all that was going on.

This unceasing interplay between experience and narrative is a uniquely human attribute. We are the storytellers, the ones who put life into words.

One part brave, three parts fool!

Country is not what you heard on the Grammys.

Open yourself to the truth, then trust in your natural responses, and everything will fall into place.

There ain't no grammatical errors in a non-literate society.

Surely, to think your own the only wisdom, and yours the only word, the only will, betrays a shallow spirit, an empty heart.