Every body drags its shadow, and every mind its doubt.

Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

It is not enough to be happy, one must be content.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

To love beauty is to see light.

An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.

The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal.

Go out in the world and work like money doesn't matter, sing as if no one is listening, love as if you have never been hurt, and dance as if no one is watching.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.

There is nothing like a dream to create the future.

Is it difficult to recognize spring when the air is dancing with joy and the flowers are blooming bright colorful smiles?

I am terrified of being bored.

Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.

Stress is a form of suffering.

Sometimes I think the experience of a play is finished for me when I finish writing it. If it weren't for the need to make a living, I don't know whether I'd have the plays produced.

This idea of repetition and revision is central to my working process-this idea of stacking and layering and building up densities and recoveries.

Nobody, they say, is a hero to his valet. Of course; for a man must be a hero to understand a hero. The valet, I dare say, has great respect for some person of his own stamp.

A commodity appears at first sight an extremely obvious, trivial thing. But its analysis brings out that it is a very strange thing, abounding in metaphysical subtleties and theological niceties.

Writing is easy. All you have to do is cross out the wrong words.

Is there room in my heart for you to follow your heart?