I guess it's the same way trees grow around the very vines that are killing them, so they're strangled and sustained all at once. After a long time, even pain can be a comfort.

[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him.

I learned to swallow words back, hold secrets on my tongue until they dissolved like soap bubbles.

I guess we all have some of these - memories like artillery shells, fired at close range.

This was progress. This was modernity: you could cover over the past completely. You could bury the old under a relentless surface of new, stretched from corner to corner.

But those are just words, and words are just stories, and eventually, always, stories come to an end.

Stop your idiocy, Sandra, please. For once in your death.

I still think of you every day.But I’m trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.

I was of course discussing the book of Leviticus. I don't know why your mind is so filthy these days, Bingley.

The engine that drives all your activities is hope. What you hope in shapes you.

When all you have is the darkness of hate, kindness is a beacon that burns bright.

Gestalt means whole, and so are you.

San Francisco lags behind other communities in providing a vital, vibrant and ecologically sustainable urban canopy, as well as open space in the city.

Art is lies that tell the truth.

I would go see local bands play, and noticed how many girls were there to see the band, and that's what inspired me.

A beard on a man is only a way of hiding something, his face of course, but also the inner matters, like a hedge around a secret garden, or a cover over a bird cage.

Poetry is our heart, our spirit, our soul. Call it whatever; without it, everything else is nothing but hardware.