I lit a cigarette. 'Go ahead, take a smoke, ' my father said. 'It won't kill you. Only sadness will.

I wanted to walk faster, to run, far as possible from her, from my entire life, from the first day I ever saw her always just a few steps ahead.

Don't fall in love or let anyone's life become more important than your own.

I am a memory house for those I have lost, those I no longer know.

We remained talking, fighting gently or viciously for what seemed like hours, but it was only minutes or perhaps a second, because it was only a dream.

I meditated on my childhood, vague and distant before high school, where Laura still flickered only on the edge of things.

Our past would dissolve. We would move on from each other and from the ghosts of our youth.

My loves have always been seared with this singing, this singing written by death, the way some lands have always been crippled by war.

I inherited this longing. I was addicted to it. And so I was at home with those who wanted and never had enough. I was at home in the places that could never be. The places found only in dreams.

Nightmares always recur, but never our most beautiful dreams.

When I returned to New York, it had already changed. I always wished things could just remain.

Just because you fail once doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything.

Behave like the flower

I do not want a husband who honours me as a queen, if he does not love me as a woman.

Sure, climbing Mount Everest would be cool, but that's something I would now like to do as a family. Big experiences like that I don't want to have on my own anymore. I want to share them.

The only thing I was any good at was music.

The biggest critics of my books are the people who never read them.

You can sleep with a blonde, you can sleep with a brunette, but you'll never get any sleep with a redhead!

A lot of people do not care about your money until nearly penniless. They also do so with time

The purpose of painting is to decorate the walls. Therefore it has to be as rich as possible

Whenever the clergy were at the elbow of the civil arm, no matter whether they were Catholic or Protestant, persecution was the result.