But my sadness is comforting Because it’s right and natural And because it’s what the soul should feel When it already thinks it exists And the hand pick flowers And the soul takes no notice.

The value of things is not the time they last, but the intensity with which they occur. That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people!

Life is what we make of it. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn't what we see but what we are.

My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.

The slope takes you to the windmill, but effort takes you nowhere.

We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It's our own concept—our own selves—that we love.

There are no norms. All people are exceptions to a rule that doesn’t exist.

Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.

I am nothing. I'll never be anything. I couldn't want to be something. Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world.

It's been a long time since I've been me.

I bear the wounds of all the battles I avoided.

Sometimes the reason God doesn't show up to win your battles is because he already put inside of you the power to end it.

The value of darkness can never be measuredif you don’t break its cheap spell secretly treasured

My parents couldn't handle my energy so they enrolled me in every sport the school was offering. I didn't resent it because I loved sports and picked them up easily.

I know that if I can't move people, then I have no business being an actor.

We have built into the constitution of the human race the habit and desire of taking, as divorced from its natural precursor and concomitant of making.

You can never understand one language until you understand at least two.

No real-world human being brings to the U.S. presidency the range of attributes necessary for full success in the job.

I guess maybe you don’t get to be the Merlin of the White Council by saving up frequent-flier miles

The recklessness with which we sacrifice our sense of decency to maximize profit in the factory farming process sets a pattern for cruelty to our own kind.

The world is truly beautiful solely in the eyes of a true philosopher.