I have scarcely touched the sky and I am made of it.

In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.

I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it.

Night is a world lit by itself.

The shadows: some hide, others reveal.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own.

I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell; I would not go alone.

I know what I have given you, I do not know what you have received.

Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the universal balance of which I am a part may remain a balance.

A door opens to me. I go in and am faced with a hundred closed doors.

In the heart and in the soul, evil takes its wicked toll. When moonlight shines like flowing blood, over the earth, the Daimons will flood

Plan for the sustainability of your success so that you do not drift back to failure and mediocrity.

For mankind knows hardly a joy which will surpass that of approval of his work.

Did I hate him, then? Indeed, I believe so. A love like that can grow to be nine-tenths hatred and still call itself love.

A play is fiction and fiction is fact distilled into truth.

I love the book legacy of lies it amazing and is fun to read over and over again

I hardly teach. It's more like a gathering of minds looking at one subject and learning from each other. I enjoy the process.

What's weird about the cinema business is that you have to have a thick skin while remaining vulnerable as an artist. It comes with time. You get dumped, your heart gets broken.

An author spends months writing a book, and maybe puts his heart's blood into it, and then it lies about unread till the reader has nothing else in the world to do.

O Earth, O Earth, return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn; And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass.