Early in life we recognize certain talents in ourselves, and we focus on those to the exclusion of others. It's not that nothing else is possible, but that nothing else was nurtured.

Consider the simple hedgehog, and his neighbor, the opossum...do they waste their energy trying to throw one another into chasms when they face a common enemy, the winter? No!

What a beautiful day to go to hell

You're upset, you're cold, and you're wet, wouldn't you rather discuss all this over a pot of hot tea?" Yes, but I wasn't going to say so.

You have your world to rebuild, and I have mine.

I wondered whether trusting him was merely unwise or if it crossed the line into recklessness, like lying down for a nap in the middle of a road.

Maybe, " she said. "Maybe. But now you're making promises you might not be able to keep, and that's how people in love get very badly hurt.

He’s lost it. Our son is insane. Or on drugs. Or maybe not on enough drugs.

Feel yourself climbing the mountain.

To become the love of a poet is to become both a muse and an immortal all at the same time.

Fog and hypocrisy - that is to say, shadow, convention, decency - these were the very things that lent to London its poetry and romance.

Some fates are guaranteed, no matter who tries to intervene.

Like all kids with divorced parents, I have an abundance of holidays.

I hadn't fallen through his arms. He was ripped from mine.

The White man pays Reverend Martin Luther King so that Martin Luther King can keep the Negro defenseless.

Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It's not a day when you lounge around doing nothing; it's a day you've had everything to do and you've done it.

You can't stop change. Don't let it stop you.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.