My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.

A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquility.

Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world.

My dreams were at once more fantastic and agreeable than my writings.

The stuff of nightmares is not only relegated to unconscious thoughts upon a pillow, safely beneath an eiderdown.

The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.

I do not wish women to have power over men but over themselves.

Life is a concept, like the “universe", that expands as soon as we reach what we think is its edge.

Naomi knew she should pray... Instead, she put her face in her hands and wept with all the force of a bursting dam.

Why? What's wrong with being emotional about this? why is that a negative thing? Why isn't the emotional decision the right decision?" asked the woman who wasn't crying.

What's closest to your heart is what you talk about, and if God is close to your heart, you'll talk about Him.

Men acquire a particular quality by constantly acting in a particular way.

I would not say that I was, these days, a 'student' of philosophy, although in my youth I was quite deeply involved with certain aspects of the British pragmatists.

I love the way knitting brings people together.

I'm talking about intellectually and emotionally challenging, but at the same time it's actually not that challenging. So there's this dichotomy.

Stripping away artifice - it's the constant standard I aim for in acting, to approximate life. People talk about being bigger than life - but there's nothing bigger than life.

What a childhood I had - I was ten years old when I found out Alpo was dog food.