The woman from the depths of her rags, a waif, a martyr — smiled. She must have a divine heart to be so tired and yet smile.

I keep remembering — I keep remembering. My heart has no pity on me.

Stop war? Impossible! There is no cure for the world's disease.

It was suicide. Others killed themselves with poison or with a revolver. I killed myself with minutes and hours.

I see too deep and too much.

Yes, there is a Divinity, one from which we must never turn aside for the guidance of our huge inward life and of the share we have as well in the life of all men. It is called the truth.

whatever our ignorance left to itself, and whatever the wounds that other human beings are, we ought to study ourselves with a sort of devotion.

Two armies that fight each other is like one large army that commits suicide.

There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living.

Two armies at death-grips — that is one great army committing suicide.

People are machines of forgetfulness

I had a very funny and depressing talk with my seventy-four-year-old mother. I decided, she doesn't have a bucket list - she has a kick-the-bucket list.

You have to embrace the idea of imperfection, even in the thing that is most perfect for you.

All life is a blur of Republicans and meat.

My one thing is I continue to be interested and want to be a student. I don't want to be a master. When I'm learning something, I'm in my element.

It's hard to field the ball when you have both hands around your throat.

You were born to be a player. You were meant to be here. This moment is yours.

Some people in Hollywood think of me as a model for dramatic midlife transitions: suburban housewife to Emmy-winning actress. But I never plotted out a master plan for following my dreams.

Do not focus on being happy, focus on doing something useful; afterwards, happiness will flow towards you!

The great paralysis of our heart is unbelief.

I've got very strong hands from playing for many years.