I wanted to wear the mantle and the pearls. I wanted to know the man who painted her like that.

You're so calm and quiet, you never say. But there are things inside you. I see them sometimes, hiding in your eyes.

It's those little daily incidents of life that are dramatic, and if you put a frame around it , suddenly they become much bigger and much more important than you ever imagined.

It's a rare book that wins the battle against drooping eyelids.

I find that when I come out of the library I'm in what I call the library bliss of being totally taken away from the distractions of life.

He saw things in a way that others did not, so that a city I had lived in all my life seemed a different place, so that a woman became beautiful with the light on her face.

Don't write about what you know - write about what you're interested in. Don't write about yourself - you aren't as interesting as you think.

As I get older, I use less jewelry - necklace or earrings each morning, not both; my clothes are getting more basic - fewer colours and simpler cuts; and my make-up is stripped back to basics.

The sign of a masterpiece: A painting when there's a lack of resolution.

You know I don’t listen to market gossip,” she began, “but it is hard not to hear it when my daughter’s name is mentioned.

I have consistently loved books that I've read when I've been sick in bed.

On DreamsOnly one thing supersedes the importance of thinking about a better tomorrow. It's taking action today.

Don’t be afraid of failures it takes courage to try new things & only those who try create miracles.

Bill Clinton's foreign policy experience stems mainly from having breakfast at the International House of Pancakes.

My children come first and the career comes in around that.

Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me--

When I was a kid looking at pictures of the Sphynx, and the Pyramids, and different tribes in Africa, all of that stuck with me, and I always wanted to see those things and meet those people.

Those who still think that listening isn’t an art should see if they can do it half as well.

It is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

That's another thing the #NeverTrump-ers can't figure out and despise. But the media did, too. The media was fascinated. [Donald] Trump was ratings. He was money, and still is.