If one could amputate part of one's consciousness...

My library is an archive of longings.

One can never ask anyone to change a feeling.

Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

Alone, alone. I am alone – I ache … Yet for the first time, despite all the anguish and the reality problems, I’m here. I feel tranquil, whole, ADULT.

Never buy your kid a Puzzle that you can't solve!

Let no one 'til his death be called unhappy. Measure not the work Until the day's out and the labor done: Then bring your gauges.

First of all, Saddam did not win the war, even though he says he did, I mean, you know, that's a joke and everybody in the world knows it.

One of the most important things is to remind yourself of where you are from and be thankful. I don't for a second take anything for granted. That's a good way to start your day.

Society: an inferno of saviors!

I'm not going to get into the ring with Tolstoy.

It is better to have no sight than it is to have no vision.

I was always an outsider, proud of being an outsider. I always reveled in the outsiders.

I think people who come into my home feel comfortable and welcome and loved. And the biggest thing in my living room (the fireplace) is in and of itself an expression of love.

I don't see what could be better to play a game and get paid for it.