I was born too late for steam trains and a lazy eye meant I'd never be an astronaut.

It wasn't about believing this or that, it wasn't even about good and evil and right and wrong, it was about finding the strength to bear the discomfort that came with being in the world.

And it occurred to him that there were two parts to being a better person. One part was thinking about other people. The other part was not giving a toss what other people thought.

I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating. Also, dogs are faithful and they do not tell lies because they cannot talk.

On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

Everyone has learning difficulties, because learning to speak French or understanding relativity is difficult.

No one wants to know how clever you are. They don't want an insight into your mind, thrilling as it might be. They want an insight into their own.

You love someone, you've got to let something go.

For me, disability is a way of getting some extremity, some kind of very difficult situation, that throws an interesting light on people.

From a good book, I want to be taken to the very edge. I want a glimpse into that outer darkness.

Reading is a conversation. All books talk. But a good book listens as well.

Anger has great strength, but no brains. Greed has a great appetite, but no heart.Pride has a great spirit, but no soul.

When you die you will not bring any possessions, but you will be accompanied by the song up into heaven…

Think. It's free of charge.

The show must go on all over the place or something.

Music is truly the universal language, and when it is excellently expressed how deeply it moves our souls

When you follow the path of love you should feel that each one is perfect in their own right. While you can love others, never, ever, ever judge them.

I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only a boy playing on the seashore.

I truly believe that if torture had worked and there was a case to be made for it, we would see that on the front pages of the American press.

It's always very pure, that last moment before an ugly, unsettling truth hits someone. The most stark of before-and-afters.

The same facts impress us differently.