The curse of Scottish literature is the lack of a whole language, which finally means the lack of a whole mind.

And without fear the lawless roads Ran wrong through all the land.

The ancestral deed is thought and done, And in a million Edens fall A million Adams drowned in darkness, For small is great and great is small, And a blind seed all.

Kindness and courage can repair time's faults, And serving him breeds patience and courtesy In us, light sojourners and passing subjects.

The life of every man is an endlessly repeated performance of the life of man.

There is a road that turning always Cuts off the country of Again. Archers stand there on every side And as it runstime's deer is slain, And lies where it has lain.

We meet ourselves at every turn In the long country of the past.

Packed in my skin from head to toe is one I know and do not know.

I have observed in foolish awe The dateless mid-days of the law And seen indifferent justice done By everyone on everyone.

Sometimes we think of the nations lying asleep, Curled blindly in impenetrable sorrow, And then the thought confounds us with its strangeness.

See him, the gentle Bible beast, / With lacquered hoofs and curling mane, / His wondering journey from the East / Half done, between the rock and plain.

You say "But He has not answered." He has He is so near to you that His silence is the answer. His silence is big with terrific meaning that you cannot understand yet but presently you will.

When you left on Saturday, I felt a horrible void, I saw you everywhere, on the beach, in your room, in the garden: impossible for me to get used to the idea that you had left.

Profiles aren't journalism.

The learned man aims for more. But the wise man decreases. And then decreases again.

With each one of my films, I'm exploring one of my own issues and I try to expose myself a little in the film.

Here's me opening my wrists before breakfast, Christmas day, and here's you asking if it hurt. Here's where I choose between mea culpa and Why the hell should I tell you?

I used to have an imaginary friend named Michael.

Fear is an instructor of great sagacity, and the herald of all revolutions.

It is clear that for many of our members two websites would make things more difficult, so we are going to keep Netflix as one place to go for streaming and DVDs.

Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly.