That's No Ordinary Girl

See with your mind, Speak with your heart, Touch with your eyes, Love with your entire being.

Fantasies... who needs fantasies? I have memories.

Where does one run to escape from feelings?

Memories are reality's ghosts

You might as well laugh at yourself, everyone else is.

A love letter lost in the mail, forgotten, miss delivered and then discovered years later and received by the intended is romantic. A love letter ending up in someone's spam filter is just annoying.

Yesterday's faults become today's lessons. Today's dreams become tomorrow's reality.

There is an incredible beauty in your touch, it can heal the gravest wounds. And in your smile, that can easily mend any broken heart.

When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in: this world, and also the invisible world of meaning that sustains everything that was and ever shall be.

In Rome it seems as if there were so many things which are more wanted in the world than pictures.

I've always felt you unearth story, like you're on an archeological dig.

I will make great deals with China and they will like us more than they do now. You know they don't even like us.

...for a moment people set down their glasses in county clubs and speak-easies and thought of their old best dreams.

Unless you believe in reincarnation, this is your one shot.

The person you admire was true to himself. You can only truly honour him by being true to yourself.

The more equipment you shlep around the less you will enjoy the equipment you shlep around.

Light and dark are relative to one another like forward and backward steps.