Never say love is "like" anything... It isn't.

The First Amendment has the same role in my life as a citizen and a writer as the sun has in our ecosystem.

Forget about what you are escaping from. Reserve your anxiety for what you are escaping to.

The things I keep going back to, rereading, maybe they say more about me as a reader than about the books. Love in the Time of Cholera, Pale Fire.

Undressing her was an act of recklessness, a kind of vandalism, like releasing a zoo full of animals, or blowing up a dam.

Take care-there is no force more powerful than that of an unbridled imagination.

A delicate, inexorable lattice of inferences began to assemble themselves, like a crystal, in the old man's mind, shivering, catching the light in glints and surmises.

Man makes plans . . . and God laughs.

My Saturday Night. My Saturday night is like a microwave burrito. Very tough to ruin something that starts out so bad to begin with.

Anything good that I have written has, at some point during its composition, left me feeling uneasy and afraid. It has seemed, for a moment at least, to put me at risk.

It's always been hard for me to tell the difference between denial and what used to be known as hope.

I didn’t think saying good-bye would be so hard. And with everything that’s to come—We’ll face it together. To whatever end.

We all have different desires and needs, but if we don't discover what we want from ourselves and what we stand for, we will live passively and unfulfilled.

I discovered very early that it wasn't quite enough for me to imitate people.

It's difficult to talk about colour, even remember colour actually.

How you measure the performance of your managers directly affects the way they act.

I feel however, that we architects have a special duty and mission... (to contribute) to the socio-cultural development of architecture and urban planning

I have the reputation for being the opposite of a money-grubber.

I don't want the director to have to make any decisions except to say "action" and "cut."

Captain Hook's mother, who said to Little Hook, For God sakes, don't scratch it! Never got a dinner!

You don't forget the movies, but you forget the details of them.