I am trying to talk about what blue means, or what it means to me, apart from meaning.

After my friend's accident I take care of her. It is always taking care, but it is difficult, because at times to take care of her is also to cause her pain.

102. After my friend's accident I take care of her. It is always taking care, but it is difficult, because at times to take care of her is also to cause her pain.

Mostly I have felt myself becoming a servant of sadness. I am still looking for the beauty in that.

It will not say, 'Isn't X beautiful?' Such demands are murderous to beauty.

It is always taking care, but it is difficult, because at times to take care of her is also to cause her pain.

This is generous, for to be close to her pain has always felt like a privilege to me, even though pain could be defined as that which we typically aim to avoid.

The question up for debate between Socrates and Phaedrus is whether the written word kills memory or aids it--whether it cripples the mind's power, or whether it cures it of its forgetfulness.

Do not, however, make the mistake of thinking that all desire is yearning.

We don't get to choose what or whom we love, I want to say. We just don't get to choose.

To take a breath of water: does the thought panic or excite you?

The rarest, truest beauty is visible only to the heart.

From a commercial point of view, if Christmas did not exist it would be necessary to invent it.

I go into work and get my hair and makeup done, go into wardrobe. I have to do three hours of school a day.

I've never been onstage in my life.

We know too much and feel too little.

We poison the wine as He decants it into us; murder a melody He would play with us as the instrument...Hence all sin, whatever else it is, is sacrilege.

Mankind have banned the Divinity from their presence; they have relegated him to a sanctuary; the walls of the temple restrict his view; he does not exist outside of it.

Conceive + Believe = Achieve.

It's folly that women measure their happiness with the pleasures of the bed, but they do. And when the pleasure cools or their man goes missing, all they once lived for turns dark and hateful.

It's amazing how many things busy people are doing that never will be missed.