For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.

Hands have their own language.

For lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched.

I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment - we are all defined by something we can’t change.

The beauty of artifacts is in how they reassure us we’re not the first to die.

I wonder if things can happen too early or too late or if everything happens at exactly the right time. If so, how sad and beautiful.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

Every moment is the paradox of now or never.

The most significant conversations of our lives occur in silence.

I read books because I love them, not because I think I should read them.

Children are the closest we have to wisdom and they become adults the moment that final drop of everything mysterious is strained from them.

I was bold in the pursuit of knowledge, never fearing to follow truth and reason to whatever results they led.

She quickly interpreted him into her mythology but if, at first, he was a herbivorous lion, later he became a unicorn devouring raw meat.

Theirs not to make reply Theirs not to reason why Theirs but to do and die.

All I was doing was trying to get home from work.

People often grudge others what they cannot enjoy themselves.

I'm for women choosing whatever they want to do but they have to really know what they are doing.

Henceforth space by itself, and time by itself, are doomed to fade away into mere shadows, and only a kind of union of the two will preserve an independent reality.

The solution of every problem is another problem

Sometimes just a smile on our face can help to make this world a better place.

But there are things that happen between a man and a woman in the dark -- that sort of make everything else seem -- unimportant.