How many nights are we here?" Cassie asked. "Six? So we need what, 20 bottles?

The Ones You Forgot To Grab Their Contact Info, Were the Worthy Ones of your time and life

Ghosts!” gasped Alice. “Real, live ghosts?”“No! Not ‘real, live ghosts!’ Spooky, dead ghosts!

I recognise my old self in a lot of the letters I get from single women who are unrealistic about what they want.

Normally I sleep for 9, 10 hours a night.

People want to be successful, and they want to be acknowledged for what they do. Sometimes they make really great art and aren't. Historically, the best artists weren't. But their work survived.

A picture should be looked at - not talked about.

Nothing is more expensive than a missed opportunity.

I believe the brain is like a muscle - like any other it can be improved.

Death's but one more to-morrow.

Every living creature commences its existence under a form different from, and simpler than, that which it eventually attains.