Is the ocean simply a great pool of tears? I should like to think that even the stars must cry.

I dream of the stars, ” I let the words slip gaily from my mouth as my imagination finally got carried away. “I dream of taking every one of them in my hands and kissing them.

I rocketed a commanding finger to the heavens and it rained stardust upon our young heads.

Bravery is never measured by the magnitude of the actions, but rather by the choices made.

The ocean will always betray me. No matter how beautiful it is.

One of my greatest obsessions is the lights of a city. Through my eyes there is nothing so delicious and rich and lovely.

We perish, when we lose hope.

Is my world turning into Harry Potter's?!

I have no illusions about my looks. I think my face is funny.

You will only sacrifice when you passionately believe in the outcome.

I wanted something where I could have the clearest and most unfiltered artistic and creative voice.

On the subject of spinach: divide into little piles. Rearrange again into new piles. After five of six maneuvers, sit back and say you are full.

There is no such thing as an ugly language. Today I hear every language as if it were the only one, and when I hear of one that is dying, it overwhelms me as though it were the death of the earth.

If someone came to me and said, "Your strategy in your post-presidency is brilliant," as if I had figured out a way to make me look better, to me, that analysis is amusing.

I mean, evil and boredom. Evil and ennui. Evil and the lack of stimulation. Evil and sluggish blood.

It is not until science has become a discipline to which the research ability of any mind from any class in society can be attracted that it can become rigorously scientific.