My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hate on ice, and wait for the sun to show.

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.

Never stop smiling not even when you're sad, someone might fall in love with your smile.

All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.

It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.

But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.

No medicine cures what happiness cannot.

No, not rich. I am a poor man with money, which is not the same thing.

Take advantage of it now, while you are young, and suffer all you can, because these things don't last your whole life.

Do not allow me to forget you

This was when she asked him whether it was true that love conquered all, as the songs said. 'It is true', he replied, 'but you would do well not to believe it.

Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted.

When you're trapped in a prison, and your heart is broken, and you can't move a finger because you don't know what to do, that's when you wake up.

I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right

I say things, like every other parent, that reminds you of your own parents. One thing I do know about being a parent, you understand why your father was in a bad mood a lot.

To make sure you are not asleep when the sun begins to rise.

Everyone should cultivate a secret garden.

Divide and rule is the way Congress does their politics while we say let's unite and do development.

If any of my plays outlive me or get on library book shelves and somehow stay read, all of a sudden it's a testament to "that's part of our culture, that's part of our history."

Dr. Spock, who said, Never raise your hands to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected. Never got a dinner!

There lurks, perhaps, in every human heart a desire of distinction, which inclines every man first to hope, and then to believe, that Nature has given him something peculiar to himself.