The noblest works of human art and pride show that their makers were not satisfied.

All governments, Books, customs, buildings, railways, ships, and all the stark realities that men have made, Are but imagination's utterances.

Behold the grapes and all the fruits that Autumn gives today, As robed in red and gold, she rules, the Empress of Decay!

The end we know not; but we wander on, Down the regretful wilderness of time.

Love is the key-note of the universe-- The theme, the melody.

Life is the wave's deep whisper on the shore Of a great sea beyond.

Our yesterdays Are like a lonely and a ruined land Wherein a breeze of recollection sighs-- A fading land to which is no return.

When you surround yourself with dramatic people, your life will be driven by drama instead of being driven by destiny.

Losing maturity in one’s fiction for the sake of marvels and monsters can also mean losing propriety, and that’s not always a bad thing.

When you enter the world of laughter, you enter the world of fantasy and creativity.

...freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul.

Just look at the statistics: Each university has tens of thousands of applications for students who want to be in art school, but they can only accept a few hundred.

It is easier to live through someone else than to become complete yourself.

You stood over me and you made a promise to me, as sacred as any vow. And I can understand why you're angry, but you can't blame me. You can't hate me for taking your word.

And I do think that great fiction, even when it's comedic, has an urgency or an inevitability to it, a sense that the writer absolutely had to write this particular story in this way.

Dying is nothing. What's terrible is not to live.

Music gives 'wings' to words.