Fear tastes like a rusty knife and do not let her into your house.

A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.

It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.

All literary men are Red Sox fans - to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.

That's the way I remember them, heading for an exit.

Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos… to celebrate a world that lies spread out around us like a bewildering and stupendous dream.

Art is the triumph over chaos.

Homesickness is nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time.

I've been homesick for countries I've never been, and longed to be where I couldn't be.

Then it is dark; it is a night where kings in golden suits ride elephants over the mountains.

My veins are filled, once a week with a Neapolitan carpet cleaner distilled from the Adriatic and I am as bald as an egg. However I still get around and am mean to cats.

Abundance of life does not come from having a great job. Abundance comes from generosity.

What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted.

If you read a lot, you will know a lot.

If someone left, mean not your happiness gone surely, Happiness dependant not on others but yourself but be.[223] - 4 (Thoughts)

I'm a huge Wes Anderson fan I would faint if I met him, let alone got to work with him.

We all only have 1440 minutes a day. Accept you can't do it all, focus on what's important and do that well.

I'm interested in someone who's mired in grief: how do you get back to that thing that makes them warm? Because you know that's in there.

Everyone's opinions about things change over time. Nothing is constant. Everything changes. And to hold onto some dogged idea forever is a little rigid and maybe naive.

Without a doubt, Ozzy is the craziest person I've ever met. Son of Sam is a close second.

Without a huge shock, the sleepy-head, ignorant Japanese will never wake up.