He Kept recalling her lying on his bed; she reminded him of no one in his former life.

The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.

The stupidity of people comes from having an answer for everything. The wisdom of the novel comes from having a question for everything.

There is a certain part of all of us that lives outside of time. Perhaps we become aware of our age only at exceptional moments and most of the time we are ageless.

Those who consider the Devil to be a partisan of Evil and angels to be warriors for Good accept the demagogy of the angels. Things are clearly more complicated.

Dreaming is not merely an act of communication; it is also an aesthetic activity, a game of the imagination, a game that is a value in itself.

Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden but the unbearable lightness of being.

The worst thing is not that the world is unfree, but that people have unlearned their liberty.

When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object.

In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.

Memory does not make films, it makes photographs.

He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs, out of which flew a ball.

Only in England is the perversion of language regarded as a victory for democracy.

She think I'm the realest out and I say 'damn that makes 2 of us'.

I'm down for whatever. You just lead the way. We go to dinner you don't even look at me to pay

Yes, life is a woman!

If I did not believe in God, I should still want my doctor, my lawyer and my banker to do so.

I cannot bring myself to vote for a woman who has been voice-trained to speak to me as though my dog has just died.

Laughter is taken as a sign of strength, freedom, health, beauty, youth, and happiness.

I don't need Hollywood. With or without them, I'll be fine. But I'll admit it would be nice to have them on board.

The wind, Tempestuous clarion, with heavy cry, Came bluntly thundering, more terrible Than the revenge of music on bassoons.