Cripes Miss Wilcox, they're not guns,' I said. No, they're not Mattie, they're books. And a hundred times more dangerous.

Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either

Meet me where the sky touches the sea. Wait for me where the world begins.

Why is it that weeks and months and years go by so quickly, all in a blur, but moments last forever?

I know it is a bad thing to break a promise, but I think now that it is a worse thing to let a promise break you.

Yeah. Sure. My brother's dead. My mother's insame. Hey, let's have a crepe.

Most of the mess that is called history comes about because kings and presidents cannot be satisfied with a nice chicken and a good loaf of bread.

For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.

History is a Rorschach test, people. What you see when you look at it tells you as much about yourself as it does about the past.

Together in our house, in the firelight, we are the world made small.

We're not punished for our sins, lad. We're punished by them.

The woman who is my best friend, my teacher, my everything: Mom.

Though argument does not create conviction, the lack of it destroys belief.

If my life had no meaning there was no reason not to end it.

A camera is a camera, a shot is a shot, how you tell the story is the main thing.

It would take a hell of a wife to beat no wife at all.

I only put good energy out there. You put good energy out there you get energy back.

You can never lose what you have offered to Christ.

Sadness at being caught, at the incontrovertibe knowledge that she will never forgive you.

In general, I think, human beings are happiest at table when they are very young, very much in love or very alone.

Make friends first, make sales second, make love third. In no particular order.