I wanted to soothe and comfort her, the way she had comforted her daughters.

I no longer knew what was real and what wasn’t. The lines between reality and delusion had become so blurred.

Things are not as they seem. You do not understand. There is no escape. This is all there is.” I had never seen eyes filled with so much sadness.

She brushed the tears from their faces and sang them a melancholy lullaby. Her obvious devotion to her daughters pulled at my heart strings, making my chest ache with longing for my own mother.

I felt like I was living two lives. One in the present and one in the past.

Hesitating, I stood in the doorway to the room holding the proof of my sin.

Nausea and panic rose in my throat. I had killed a man.

The poker fell from my trembling hands as my entire body shook with reaction. I fell to my knees, pressed my hands to my face and began to sob. What had I done?

We may talk lightly but never carelessly. We keep at bay the flow of common, ignorant thought which runs its damaging course through the pathways of ordinary human conversation.

A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!

And then some days you wake up and everything's perfect

Since when was genius found respectable?

I wouldn't call girls a hobby. It's a pastime.

A unitary urbanism — the synthesis of art and technology that we call for — must be constructed according to certain new values of life, values which now need to be distinguished and disseminated.

If you want a glory that does not vanish, then do not glory in a glory that vanishes

The question before the advanced nations is not whether they can afford to help the developing nations, but whether they can afford not to do so.

Motherhood has relaxed me in many ways. You learn to deal with crisis. I've become a juggler, I suppose. It's all a big circus, and nobody who knows me believes I can manage, but sometimes I do.

Very odd, old age. Always knew it would happen, if I was lucky. I just didn't expect it so soon.