Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.

Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.

One of the principle qualities of pain is that it demands an explanation.

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.

The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbola never perfectly match. Eros is in between.

You remember too much," my mother said to me recently. "Why hold onto all that?" And I said, "where can I put it down?

Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.

Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

Under the seams runs the pain.

When I desire you a part of me is gone.

If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.

In the liquid amber within the ivory porcelain, the initiated may touch the sweet reticence of Confucius, the piquancy of Laotse, and the ethereal aroma of Sakyamuni himself.

There are no mighty mountains for the universe, because there are no mountains for the universe, no rivers, no sun and no clouds! There is only universe for the universe, just a single entity!

It is not work that kills men it is worry. Work is healthy you can hardly put more upon a man that he can bear. Worry is rust upon the blade.

Never Get Into An Argument With A Customer. If You Win The Argument You Will Almost Invariably Lose The Sale. And I Don't Like Your Chances For A Sale If You Lose The Argument Either.

I want to reach the point where people hear my name and immediately think of real country music.

...a disposition is an unsatisfactory thing unless we give it practical effect - deeds show dispositions.

Free and just political institutions are absolutely essential to the progress and development both of the individual and of the race.

I never understood what rules I was supposed to learn, and what rules I was supposed to break

That's right, I am a book kisser.

After the Soviet Union collapsed, people thought I wasn't funny anymore.