Raids are slightly constipating.

One can live in the shadow of an idea without grasping it.

Silences have a climax, when you have got to speak.

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

Some people are molded by their admirations, others by their hostilities.

We are minor in everything but our passions.

Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

It is not helpful to help a friend by putting coins in his pockets when he has got holes in his pockets.

Disappointment tears the bearable film off life.

Your true abilities will reveal themselves when you are in a time of trouble.

If you are reading this then you have wasted another day of your life day dreaming, rather than planning the life God intended you to live.

When you're there, it's not good enough to be there.

Which of us is other than a secret to all but God!

I was brought up on art. My father thought I had a great hand at art and sent me to art school. But he did not want me to become a photographer.

My parents are private investigators for God's sake.

Power always works from the corner office.

I haven't found one place in the world yet where I could disappear.

If the truth of religious doctrines is dependent on an inner experience that bears witness to the truth, what is one to make of the many people who do not have that experience?