Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late. It can give no pleasure, yet it deprives you of that most precious of rights - the right to swear and curse at your fate!

If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.

I do not know what the heart of a bad man is like. But i do know what the heart of a good man is like. And it is terrible.

We sit in the mud... and reach for the stars.

Go forward while you can, but if your strength fails you, sit down near the road and gaze without anger or envy at those who pass by. They don't have far to go, either.

Death's an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.

Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.

Time, as is well known, sometimes flies like a bird and sometimes crawls like a worm, but human beings are generally particularly happy when they don't notice whether it's passing quickly or slowly.

Love, I thought, is stronger than death or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances.

Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late.

Take what you can yourself, and don't let others get you into their hands; to belong to oneself, that is the whole thing in life.

I have been told the best things in life are free ~ I found them very expensive.

My theory is that all of Scottish cuisine is based on a dare.

Hell and damnation, life is such fun with a ragged greatcoat and a Jerry gun!

It’s one thing if everyone wears the same shoes or drinks the same soda. But the world of literature is the last place in which globalization should mean homogeneity.

Those who raise envy will easily incur censure.

Think of a star. A star burns its very substance to give light to others. You need to be like a star.

So it is that the gods do not give all men gifts of grace - neither good looks nor intelligence nor eloquence.

And so Galahad decided that it would be a disgrace to set off on a quest with the other knights. Alone he would enter the dark forest where there was no path. This is the myth of The Hero's Journey.

The poor homosexuals -- they have declared war upon nature, and now nature is extracting an awful retribution (AIDS).

I am no lover of disorder and doubt as such. Rather do I fear to lose truth by this pretension to possess it already wholly.