None of us have much idea where we are. Perhaps all our lives are too concerned with where, and not enough with who.

Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know. -Songs of Sapphique

He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison.

Only the man who has known freedom Can define his prison.

He was her enemy, and she hated him because she could not hate him enough.

Freedom is a small price to pay for survival.

And what would they be scared of? There's nothing to fear in a perfect world, is there?

Chloe turned to Vetch. The poet said gently, "You see, you do have power. Words give you power, to create or destroy." His eyes flickered to Clare. "Even to forgive.

All my life I have dreamed of you.

All my years to this moment All my roads to this wall. All my words to this silence All my pride to this fall. -Songs of Sapphique

Because I have dreams and in those dreams I see the stars

When thou art at Rome, do as they do at Rome.

Actually, performing is a lot like golf. You are alone, so vulnerable.

Pay-TV companies that built their businesses on the backs of local and network broadcast signals should pay a fair price for access to that high-value programming.

Dance is the movement of the universe concentrated in an individual.

I love John Ashbery. He's the - really the poet laureate of English language poetry, whether he's given that or not, he is to me.

What is human life? The first third a good time; the rest remembering about it.

Our minds are mysterious; our conscious brain is like a ship on a sea that is obscure to us.

If you're too scared to put your dreams, thoughts, desires, fantasies on paper and share them with the world, then being an author isn't the right career for you.

Murder is always a mistake. One should never do anything that one cannot talk about after dinner.

Tranquility is the old man's milk.