God, who am I?

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

How we need another soul to cling to.

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.

Writing, then, was a substitute for myself: if you don't love me, love my writing & love me for my writing. It is also much more: a way of ordering and reordering the chaos of experience.

If they substituted the word 'Lust' for 'Love' in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.

Is anyone anywhere happy?

Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could live in its growing countries forever.

I remain someone of little consequence, as if nothing more than dandelion fluff caught on a breeze.

How starved they seemed for ordinary kindness

But the jiva [living being] is endowed with ego and his knowledge is limited, whereas Ishwar is without ego and is omniscient.

Sammantha: Tucker? Tucker: Does some other man call at this hour just to hear your voice? If so, give me his name, and I'll kill him.

Ive found that if you just try to make the film you want, youll find the right audience. If you try to please everyone, youre going to make really boring films.

I looked at 73 climate models going back to 1979 and every single one predicted more warming than happened in the real world.

But love may have to be left off the exam. Most of us will never learn.

I never struggled with trying to figure out what it was I wanted to do or what made the sparks go for me.

Feeling loves a subdued light.

Be ready to catch the ball when it is thrown by life.