Love must be as much a light as it is a flame.

Never look back unless you are planning to go that way.

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.

It's the beauty within us that makes it possible for us to recognize the beauty around us. The question is not what you look at but what you see.

If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined...

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately.

be yourself- not your idea of what you think somebody else's idea of yourself should be.

What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.

The greatest tragedy in life is to spend your whole life fishing only to discover it was never fish that you were after.

The only people who ever get anyplace interesting are the people who get lost.

The meaning of life? Is feel! Increase that sound! Tickle someone! Enjoy the warmth of the sun! Go aimlessly for 30 minutes! Only register in the heart!

A trap, like a goodstory, needs to hint at greater things without revealing themuntil the prey is snared.

When deeds speak, words are nothing.

When I was first starting out, and I was less established, I was really concerned about being typecast.

The feelings that Beethoven put into his music were the feelings of a god. There was something olympian in his snarls and rages, and there was a touch of hellfire in his mirth.

Maine's motto is "Vacationland," but as far as I'm concerned, it should be, "Maine: Putting the 'spite' in hospitality since 1820."

White exists on the periphery of life. Bleached bones connect us to death, but the white of milk and eggs, for example, speaks to us of life.

I was able to work out all sorts of attitudes to style and event and character, all of which affected the way I came to think about my own writing. I believe that all good writers are original.

I'm a human, too. I'm not an angel. I'm a devil.

We’re all in the end-of-our-life book club, whether we acknowledge it or not; each book we read may well be the last, each conversation the final one.