I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.

If you love me, Henry, you don’t love me in a way I understand.

Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.

You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.

He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.

We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven, which brings us back to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it.

Everyone needs a place. It shouldn't be inside of someone else.

Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there? The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar cube?

You play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.

You wanted happiness, I can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.

I'm bleeding, I'm not just making conversation.

Did I just get psychically pimp-slapped by a little old lady?

Like a battery, the human mind and body must be fully discharged to stretch their capacity.

Tantric Zen is more suited for this age that we live in. It give you rules, but in a gentle way. It's not as demanding.

Appearance should never attain reality, And if nature conquers, then must art retire.

People are hard to govern. The rulers interfere with too much. That is why people are hard to govern.

I think that people should do what their heart and soul tells them to do.

Five people in robes said they are bigger than the voters of California and Congress combined. And bigger than God. May He forgive us all.

There's no such thing as the very best. If you're doing your best, it's only because you haven't yet found a way to do better.

We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.

Nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, Losing both beauty and utility.