Pain is an old friend who left briefly and has now returned. Starvation without sustenance, I had grown acquaint. Satiety was a stranger who invaded my deepest being, and now I cannot live without.

I heard her scream one night while she was sleeping.Heard but didn't see.When I turned, there was nothing.No one.Only darkness.But I know what I heard.

I wouldn't be comfortable, but at least I'd have marginal protection against pointy steel objects that went stab in the night.

By the time a man gets well into his seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle.

Then I feel so happy and at the same time so sad, it's unimaginable.

People often ... have no idea how fair the flower is to the touch, nor do they appreciate its fragrance, which is the soul of the flower.

Read at the level at which you want to write. Reading is the nourishment that feeds the kind of writing you want to do.

I beg. I call. I badger. I cajole. Part of the secret is everyone has fun and thats really motivating.

Develop the ability to stand back as a witness to your thoughts. This will make your mind strong.

Every object, every being...is a jar full of delight.

If you say something, then it exposes you.

I know that change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten.