Had she stabbed me with a knife, she could not have hurt me more.

Lovers meander in prose and rhyme, trying to say-for the thousandth time-what's easier done than said.

This isn't champagne anymore. We went through the champagne a long time ago. This is serious stuff. The days of champagne are long gone.

If one were to include one-tenth of the remarkable people one knows, in one's fiction, no one would accept it. Real life remains one's private menagerie.

As my hand found his, bitter salt tears spilled from my eyes, in sorrow and pain and regret that I had so utterly failed him.

Are you the stuff that hero's are made of? Or are you a jellyfish in a skirt?

I think people in Great Britain are a bit jaded sometimes.

Art starts alone - and convinces society later.

Nirvana's not like anything you've ever known or experienced because it can't be known or experienced.

Ninety-five per cent of my language problems are the fault of that stupid little midget.

I cheerfully quit from life as if it were an inn, not a home; for Nature has given us a hostelry in which to sojourn, not to abide.