Once she said the world was an astonishing animal: light was its spirit and noise was its mind. That it was composed to feed on honor, but did not.

Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies up again taking us with her.

We are a singularity that makes music out of noise because we must hurry. We make a harvest of loneliness and desiring in the blank wasteland of the cosmos.

When I was walking in the mountains with the Japanese man and began to hear the water, he said, 'What is the sound of the waterfall?' 'Silence, ' he finally told me.

Let’s talk about love, Baby Let’s talk about our dreams ...Just in your arms ...Oh I’ll be safe it seems…

If you look at today through the eyes of the past, you can never see what the present moment has to offer.

The lasting and ultimately most important reputation of a film is not based on reviews, but on what, if anything, people say about it over the years, and on how much affection for it they have.

I know many married men, I even know a few happily married men, but I don't know one who wouldn't fall down the first open coal hole running after the first pretty girl who gave him a wink.

As long as this exists, this sunshine and this cloudless sky, and as long as I can enjoy it, how can I be sad?

People use irony as a defense mechanism.

Try to accomplish things you have always dreamt of while you can. I know it sounds cliché, but the biggest lesson I have learned is that life is precious; enjoy it while it lasts.

Maybe I couldn't be dafter, But I keep wondering if this time we settle our differences before a war instead of after.

I'm easy to hate. I get it.

America is a land of opportunity and don't ever forget it.