Desire isn't lack, it's surplus energy - a claustrophobia inside your skin -.

...to understand infatuation, how the loved person can become a holding pattern for all the tattered ends of memory, experience and thought you've ever had.

No woman is an island-ess. We fall in love in hope of anchoring ourselves to someone else, to keep from falling.

We suicide ourselves for our own survival. Is there any hope of dipping back into the past and circling round it like you can in art?

When the form's in place, everything within it can be pure feeling.

If art's a seismographic project, when that project meets with failure, failure must become the subject too.

When you're living so intensely in your head there isn't any different between what you imagine and what actually takes place. Therefore, you're both omnipotent and powerless.

Thank God, my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!

A good attitude is the best attire.

The day is crisp and clear, almost like every other morning he's taken the same walk in the snow, hiking to the forest and back.

Yes, your home is your castle, but it is also your identity and your possibility to be open to others.

A human being is all hope and impatience.

to be honest and yet popular is almost as difficult in literature as it is in life.

If you never want to be criticized, for goodness sake don't do anything new.

By lifting each other up we lift ourselves up

The standard of beauty is not definite. We define it.

Sixteen Tons was written eight years before I recorded it.