My maid never sweeps under the bed so I asked her to do so today. Found a pen, three pairs of shoes and the man I had lost two years ago.

It is not as much about who you used to be, as it is about who you choose to be.

You will never get everything in life but you will get enough.

I asked myself only when he needed my help, "How will the broken heal the wounded?

I wish not to tell you how I feelI choose silence so that you leaveKiss me goodbye and set me free

I wish not to tell you how I feel, I choose silence so that you leave, Kiss me goodbye and set me free...

I think one can tell a lot about a person from the way he chooses to let the stub of his cigarette burn out...

There is no window to look outside.There is no window to look within.Open the doors.

Rule #1 of Traveling-Don't even think of answering questions that contain the word "plan"?

A fleeting second on someone's news feed, No dearth of meanings for those who read, Not my stories but 'tis what I think, I say I don't write poems, I just write dreams.

You write poems with your fingertipsAnd I keep listening to the songs written on my skinBy some distant dream, similar wordsBut the verses never meet...

...got the ink as a constant symbol of what I fight for and of what I have to live for.

Give us this day our daily Faith, but deliver us, dear God, from Belief.

Coffee is like a bra. 3 cups is one too many.

Comedians rarely have writers, and if you do it's usually a sign of laziness.

It was both comforting and terrifying to go in to audition for 'The Girl in the Cafe,' as I'd worked with everyone in the room on 'State Of Play.'

They say that moving is one of the most stressful things in life. Death in the family is the second most stressful, and moving your dead spouse is the third.

In pure literature, the writers of the eighteenth century achieved, indeed, many triumphs; but their great, their peculiar, triumphs were in the domain of thought.

May your heart be an altar, from which the bright flame of unending thanksgiving ascends to heaven.

I was guilty of judging capitalism by its operations and socialism by its hopes and aspirations; capitalism by its works and socialism by its literature.

Even if I'm in Japan and I don't speak Japanese and the woman facing me doesn't speak French but she's dressed in Rykiel, and she recognizes me, then we have a common language right away.