Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened. But who could know? Who could know that the past is not as solid as this instant…

If a person holds no ambitions in this world, he suffers unknowingly. If a person holds ambitions, he suffers knowingly, but very slowly.

While people brood, time skips ahead without looking back.

The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in a time of pain or joy.

Each person who gets stuck in time gets stuck alone.

Each time is true, but the truths are not the same.

Time is the clarity for seeing right and wrong.

What sense is there in continuing when one has seen the future?

The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present.

The catchers delight in the moment so frozen but soon discover that the nightingale expires, its clear flutelike song diminishes to silence, the trapped moment grows withered and without life.

I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty.

I think I know the delights of freedom

The best thing about Art is that the people who create it live forever.

I would like to see anyone be able to achieve their dreams, and that's what this organization does.

The United States is a giant island of freedom, achievement, wealth and prosperity in a world hostile to our values.

The best time to expand is when people are asleep at the wheel.

Whoever called snooker "chess with balls" was rude, but right.

I hate clothes that look saleable. I love when they look desirable.

Leaders who set out to give are more productive than leaders who seek to get.

I have no privacy. But I feel so alone.