Success is the space one occupies in the newspaper. Success is one day's insolence.

The great writers of aphorisms read as if they had all known each other well.

People love as self-recognition what they hate as an accusation.

Whenever you observe an animal closely, you feel as if a human being sitting inside were making fun of you.

All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.

There is no such thing as an ugly language. Today I hear every language as if it were the only one, and when I hear of one that is dying, it overwhelms me as though it were the death of the earth.

Every decision is liberating, even if it leads to disaster. Otherwise, why do so many people walk upright and with open eyes into their misfortune?

His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.

When you write down your life, every page should contain something no one has ever heard about

The process of writing has something infinite about it. Even though it is interrupted each night, it is one single notation.

Explain nothing. Put it there. Say it. Leave.

Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day.

People here had redwood trees in their backyards. You were never far from the infinite.

My mother started taking us to church when I was in seventh or eight grade. That was always a question, Do you believe in God?

If peace seems elusive in your life today, commit yourself to God, commit your concerns to Him in prayer, and then rest peacefully as you trust in Him.

The diesel engine industry has illegally poured millions of tons of pollution into the air, .. It's time for the industry to clean up its act, and it's time for it to clean up the air.

You'll call me Damon. I see no need for dramatic titles. I, on the other hand will call you beautiful, lover, mine. I'll call you mine." (Damon to Serena)

The jealousy I feel twards Orlando Bloom exists on many levels.

I've done a really bad job with teaching daughter to put on makeup, but I have taught her how to put on lipstick.

The chain of habit coils itself around the heart like a serpent, to gnaw and stifle it.

Apart from the desire to produce beautiful things, the leading passion of my life has been and is hatred of modern civilization.