I really like people and I keep friendships. I have people from all parts of my life.

Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.

We are who we are, be­cause of those we choose to love and be­cause of those who love us.

I am not a fan of historical fiction that is sloppy in its research or is dishonest about the real history.

Free and fair access to books - to reading - is a right and one we should fight for.

The dead leave their shadows, an echo of the space within which once they lived. They haunt us, never fading or growing older as we do. The loss we grieve is not just their futures but our own.

For when all else is done, on­ly words re­main. Words en­dure.

What we leave behind in this life is the memory of who we were and what we did. An imprint, no more.

Pas a pas, se va luenh. Step by step, we make our way.

There comes always a moment when the desire to act, however ill the cause, is stronger than the wish to listen.

Actually, I can write anywhere - airport lounges, in bed, on a rattling train going north.

I effortlessly let go of my density and dance forward into infinite bliss.

Is it not better to live in dreams and realize it than to live in reality and forget to dream?

His pupils dilate when he sees me. His lips part as he momentarily forgets to marshal his expression, and I could swear he stops breathing for several heartbeats.

I think to feel this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn.

Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.

The present map of Palestine was drawn by the British mandate. The Jewish people have another map which our youth and adults should strive to fulfill: from the Nile to the Euphrates.

There's another kind of poverty that only rich men know, a moral malnutrition that starves their very souls.

If hand-spinning is an effective method of making India self-supporting, it must be made part of the franchise.

In the place where you feel completely uncomfortable, is the place where you find your genius.

Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week.