I am not a theologian or a philosopher. I am a story teller.

I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.

We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.

I began to see what people were capable of doing. Anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head.

We're all mad, the whole damned race. We're wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we're all mad and in solitary confinement.

I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment.

The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream.

I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.

I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.

My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.

At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.

How many miles to Babylon?Three score and ten!Can I get there by candle light?Yes, and back again!

The enemy of love is not hate it is apathy.

Lies can't grow. Once plucked they can only wither. But every truth, once planted, grows into a tall, noble tree.

At the end when you reach the destination, you will realize all that matters was the journey.

Experiment with grounding yourself with who you are, not what you do.

His hands are on my back, in my hair, on my hips. His fingers move like I'm Braille, like he's trying to read me just by touching me.

Problems, obstacles and difficulties are in themselves not a sufficient reason for a person to suffer defeat. It is possible to overcome any obstacle

With documentaries, you go in with an open-mind but knowing what you want.

We are captives, even if our wheat grows over the fences/ and swallows rise from our broken chains./ We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

You can tell the date of an old science fiction novel by every word on the page. Nothing dates harder and faster and more strangely than the future.