I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. It took seven languages to make me; it would be nice if I could have spoken just one.

...we take comfort in the symmetries we find in life because they suggest a design where there is none.

Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

there are two types of people in the world: those who prefer to be sad among others, and those who prefer to be sad alone.

What about you? Are you happiest and saddest right now that you've ever been?" "Of course I am." "Why?" "Because nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you.

She struggled with her sadness, but tried to conceal it, to divide it into smaller and smaller parts and scatter these in places she thought no one would find them.

To hike out alone in the desert; to sleep on the valley floor on a night with no moon, in the pitch black, just listening to the boom of silence: you can't imagine what that's like.

That's what I do. Watch movies and read. Sometimes I even pretend to write, but I'm not fooling anyone. Oh, and I go to the mailbox.

When will you learn that there isn't a word for everything?

I've reached the age where bruises are formed from failures within rather than accidents without.

So many words get lost. They leave the mouthand lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days you can hear their chorus rushing past.

If you truly want LOVE to enter your Heart, you HAVE to give a DAMN about what's going on around you!!

While my body might say, "I'm small and vulnerable, " my hair warns, "DON'T MESS WITH ME.

The best pilots fly more than the others

In the design process, there's a need to be culturally comprehensive.

Life is not so much a matter of position as of disposition.

Unless you're prepared to make a mistake, you'll never do anything that hasn't been done before. You have to be prepared to be embarrassed.

The wise ones fashioned speech with their thought, sifting it as grain is sifted through a sieve.

Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.

Well, in the sense that we do not tour or record together anymore - then I suppose not. But if our old recordings get heard more we shall be delighted.

It is strange. I see all the privileges and greatness of the future. It already looks grand, beautiful. Tell them I went lovingly, trustfully, peacefully.