Creativity is no excuse for obnoxious behavior

What do you do with your anger when the person you're mad at goes off and dies? Bury it? Bury it inside you?

The problem for me is that I can't ever really see who Gregory is, any more than I can see what a mirror by itself looks like, because he reflects whoever's around him.

Some people fall head over heels. Other people begin to fall without even knowing it—love grows like a spring flower beneath last autumn’s leaves and catches them by surprise.

I glanced up at him. "I love things that are beautiful when you don't expect them to be.

...you canʹt always choose how you love a person. Love isnʹt logical or fair. It just happens.

When you love someone, its never over. You move on, because you have to but you take them with you in your heart

People fear anyone who differs from what is considered normal, and in a small town the idea of normal can be as narrow as the streets.

Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.

old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.

Everyday, every hour, I have held you close in my heart.

I wanted it in the way you sometimes want to jump into very cold water, even though you know it won't feel good. I wanted to go numb. To see what it felt like to be someone else.

The sea is never weary. I must be as tireless.

Kindness to children, love for children, goodness to children-- these are the only investments that never fail.

When I'm painting, I'm not aware of what I'm doing. It's only after a get acquainted period that I see what I've been about. I've no fears about making changes for the painting has a life of its own.

Artists need support, time and money to develop their ideas, and if people rip stuff off, you don't have to be that brilliant to figure out that you're ultimately going to affect the end product.

I think the promise of fame and what it holds to you as a child and dreaming of it is not what it is. What it is, I'm not complaining about, but it's just different than the reality you dreamed.

No man undertakes a trade he has not learned, even the meanest; yet everyone thinks himself sufficiently qualified for the hardest of all trades, that of government.

The first business of philosophy is to account for things as they are; and till our theories will do this, they ought not to be the ground of any practical conclusion.