I don't think I write well - just better than anyone else.

Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.

I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.

How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.

I have a sense of melancholy isolation, life rapidly vanishing, all the usual things. It's very strange how often strong feelings don't seem to carry any message of action

I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not.

As a child, I thought I hated everybody, but when I grew up I realized it was just children I didn't like.

What will survive of us is love.

Sexual intercourse began in 1963 ... / Between the end of the Chatterley ban/ and the Beatles first LP

Things are tougher than we are, just As earth will always respond However we mess it about.

Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don't have any kids yourself.

Even if I have hundreds of things to do, the disconnected feeling is still there because it is very hard to find a real purpose of life.

I don't have time for a job that doesn't leave me time to be quiet or still or to pray.

Maybe Santa Claus is real. Here's the problem: reality.

We have a situation where the security of America is at stake, and it's a very, very serious situation.

My background is in like short form digital media, I call myself more of a digital filmmaker than anything else.

Whenever he looks at me with those big brown eyes, I feel like giving him a nut,” she said. She even started calling the squirrels running around in the park Mr. Whitmans.

I like many types of music and probably too many to mention here.

You simply cannot invent any conspiracy theory so ridiculous and obviously satirical that some people somewhere don't already believe it.

True love hates and will not bear delay.

You won't get hurt skiing if you don't fall.