I cannot understand why my arm is not a lilac tree.

There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.

We are not mad. We are human.We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.

May you be surrounded by friends and family, and if this is not your lot, may the blessings find you in your solitude.

We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky.

You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep

Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore

I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon.

There is no greater fulfillment than working for what I want.

Live in such a way that you would be certain that you have derived maximum from life

With all respects to heaven, I like it here.

Surely, comrades, you don't want Jones back?

I'm just trying to get rid of all the mystery surrounding me and let people see what I'm thinking. So they can understand me and stop assuming things about me.

If you are after truth, leave your cave!

Forgiveness is above all a personal choice, a decision of the heart to go against the natural instinct to pay back evil with evil.

... then he offers me his arm. As I take it, I wonder what folly decreed that women cannot walk unassisted.

I like the idea of having an old Gibson [guitar], but I don't have one. The Gibson has a different quality, but it's almost like you need both.