The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

The point is there ain't no point.

You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.

Ive seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.

Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.

The rain falls upon the just And also on the unjust fellas But mostly it falls upon the just Cause the unjust have the just's umbrellas

There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.

Anything that doesn't take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.

I wonder whether Art has a higher function than to make me feel appreciate and enjoy natural objects for their art value?

The walls of books around him dense with the past formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.

Creditors are a superstitious sect, great observers of set days and times.

But with 9/11, we found that people tended to come back to the networks and the people who had been our core viewers in the past came back and they have stayed with us.

Always find different ways to accomplish the mission. Then run a counter-analysis and list the advantages and disadvantages. When you have done that, you are ready to make a decision.

No one is ever successful at everything that they do.

I feel close to people like Jimi Hendrix because I connect with his music. Not the man but what he did.

How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers.

Scientists who think science consists of unprejudiced data-gathering without speculation are merely cows grazing on the pasture of knowledge.

I'm believing that miracles and blessings still exist.