I can elect something I love and absorb myself in it.

I am aware of being in a beautiful prison, from which I can only escape by writing.

A big enough artist, I say, can eat anything, must eat everything and then alchemize it. Only the feeble writer is afraid of expansion.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

Introspection does not need to be a still life. It can be an active alchemy.

How can I accept a limited definable self when I feel, in me, all possibilities?... I never feel the four walls around the substance of the self, the core. I feel only space. Illimitable space.

I never lose sight of the whole. An impeccable dress is made to be lived in, to be torn, wet, stained, crumpled.

Wherever there is light, look for the shadow. The shadow is me.

We are dancing on our irony as upon the top of glowing sparks.

The hardest thing about the road not taken is that you never know where it might have led.

I don't like conflicts. I'm not a competitive person at heart. To be in the middle of turmoil is boring.

An inch of time on the sundial is worth more than a foot of jade.

I want some fact-based evidence about where we came from. Things we consider mysterious need not be attributed to a deity.

Never argue with a man whose job depends on not being convinced.

There's nothing shocking inherently about that, given that so much of the way that artists are taught is by copying old master paintings.

I don't think I ate a green vegetable until I was 30. I didn't grow up with a mom who enforced that at all.

I do all of my good thinking at over 65 miles per hour. The speed limit is, luckily, the same speed as my brainstorming speed.

Happiness is available. Please help yourself to it.

The Almighty has been pleased to grant us a signal victory on Lake Champlain in the capture of one Frigate, one Brig and two sloops of war of the enemy.