Take possession of the air, submit the elements, penetrate the last redoubts of nature, make space retreat, make death retreat.

There is only one heroism in the world: to see the world as it is, and to love it.

Most men are essentially dead by thirty.

Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day.

If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India.

No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books.

It is the artist's business to create sunshine when the sun fails.

One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved.

A hero is a man who does what he can.

Any man who is really a man must learn to be alone in the midst of others, to think alone for others, and, if necessary, against others.

Discussion is impossible with someone who claims not to seek the truth, but already to possess it.

The Father most tender Father of all my immense God-I His atom.

Every story I write adds to me a little, changes me a little, forces me to reexamine an attitude or belief, causes me to research and learn, helps me to understand people and grow.

I like my life alone. I mean, I love being with friends, and I love kissing and loving someone to pieces. But it's hard to find someone who doesn't ultimately start judging you and your choices.

The "second sight" possessed by the Highlanders in Scotland is actually a foreknowledge of future events. I believe they possess this gift because they don't wear trousers.

We've got a real problem with social media that we didn't know we were going to have. It's almost like the demons have gotten out of the box.

It's about thinking that being blonde and slim and perfect will automatically bring you happiness, and then discovering that life is full of as many disappointments as there were before.

You might be a redneck if you're turned on by a woman who can field dress a deer.

Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the chrystal streamlets plays; Come let us spend the lightsome days In the birks of Aberfeldy.

I don't want to be a vampire. A lot of other people do and I think it's that dual nature - we have, you know, terrifying/intriguing.

For the taxable investor, indexing means never having to say you're sorry.