It'll be a change, " says Marcus. "Something different.""Not a mystery."Marcus laughs. "No. Not a mystery. Just a nice safe history."Ah, my darling. But there is no such thing.

I sound contemptuous, but I am not. I am interested--intrigued even--by the way time erases real lives, leaving only vague imprints. Blood and spirit fade away so that only names and dates remain.

Those who live in memories are never really dead.

...home is a magnet that lures back even its most abstracted children. But whether tomorrow or years from now, I cannot guess.

Poisons are more my thing

I had forgotten, I suppose, that there were bright memories in amongst the dark.

As if I hadn't spent a lifetime pretending to forget.

There was some part of me that never left that house. Rather, some part of the house that wouldn't leave me.

Ah, my darling. But there is no such thing [as a nice safe history].

And I knew then that there would be no telling me what he saw. I understand somehow that certain images, certain sounds, could not be shared and could not be lost.

Give someone more time and they'll appear to have done more with it.

Dear Gris, if there's one thing I can't abide it's a bad poet.

A few shackles and bars and this place'd be forced to call itself a prison!

Let us do or die.

I'm a girl's girl. I'm a woman's woman. I'm a cool girl.

I think people are intolerant of artists.

If bribery is good enough for Congress, it's good enough for me.

No man ever learned to love God with all his heart, and his neighbour as himself, in a day.

Cause my wife gets up and goes shopping.

In contrast, the control you have in a theatre is very attractive to me.

Heaven is not a club we enter. Heaven is a state we attain, in accordance with our “capacity to receive” a blessed and sanctified nature.