Life is a long drawn out lie, with a sniffling sigh at the end of it.

Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The Grace of God is glue.

God gave us mouths that close and ears that don't... that should tell us something.

We are where centuries only count as seconds, and after a thousand lives, our eyes begin to open.

There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now.

We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.

Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.

We fought so long against small things that we became small ourselves.

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

The only living life is in the past and future - the present is an interlude - strange interlude in which we call on past and future to bear witness that we are living.

I will be an artist or nothing!

Oh, honey, ” she said, her tone echoing Wattie’s. “I’m not sick. I’m only dying.

I like to practice being still and I feel like that promotes a lot of positivity.

The other part of outsourcing is this: it simply says where the work can be done outside better than it can be done inside, we should do it.

I hate doctors! They'll do anything... to keep you coming to them. They'll sell their souls. What's worse, they'll sell yours, and you never know it till one day you find yourself in hell.

States should have the right to enact laws... particularly to end the inhumane practice of ending a life that otherwise could live.

Before we make love, my husband takes a pain killer.

Knowledge was inherent in all things. The world was a library.

I don't want to pretend to tell that I always feel the presence of God because I don't. My consciousness is very often closed to that feeling - most of the time.

Music can be transformative, utterly transformative. The act of music is utterly transformative.

Running provides an outlet for my mind to relax and my peace to be still.