I am still there, at that distant place in time, I never left it, but live expanded in the past, or out of it.

Given that we can live only a small part of what there is in us -- what happens with the rest?

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.

We are stratified creatures, creatures full of abysses, with a soul of inconstant quicksilver, with a mind whose color and shape change as in a kaleidoscope that is constantly shaken.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution is a duty!

Life is not what we live; it is what we imagine we are living.

Loyalty... A will, a decision, a resolution of the soul.

A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long.

There were people who read and there were the others. Whether you were the a reader or a non-reader was soon apparent. There was no greater distinction between people.

But when we set out to understand somebody’s inside? Is that a trip that ever ends? Is the soul a place of facts? Or are the alleged facts only the deceptive shadows of our stories?

So, the fear of death might be described as the fear of not being able to become whom one had planned to be.

Men do things. We can't help it. That's all there is to it. As you will discover in time, the primary choice every man has to make is whether he wants to be himself or if he wants peace.

The ordinary is the divine.

The best thing about becoming successful is that you get flowers all the time.

Hollywood - an emotional Detroit.

I think that there are a lot of reasons to be insecure as an actress... But I don’t really have a perception issue. I’ve been pretty good about being who I am in the public’s eye.

The score is doing a lot of work. It's like Wagner. It's like a yak carrying people.

I would never disrespect a man's way of life, especially if they're happy.

Only in books the flat and final happens, Only in dreams we meet and interlock.

If God exists then every good endeavor, even the simplest ones, pursued in response to God's calling can matter forever.

The day which we fear as our last is but the bday of eternity. - By SenecaThe first hundred years are the hardest.