There are women who only look at another woman's shoes and never at her face.And others who always look women in the face and only occasionally at their shoes.

We cannot decide to love. We cannot compel anyone to love us. There's no secret recipe, only love itself. And we are at its mercy--there's nothing we can do.

It takes only one word to hurt a woman, a matter of seconds, one stupid, impatient blow of the crop. But winning back her trust takes years. And sometimes there isn't the time.

Oh, merciless freedom, you continue to overwhelm me! You demand that I challenge myself and feel ashamed, and yet continue to feel so outrageously proud to live a life full of my desires.

Reading makes you impudent. Oh yes, unknown father, so it does.

We are loved if we love, another truth we always seem to forget. ...Loving requires so much courage and so little expectation.

Often it’s not we who shape words, but the words we use that shape us.

I'm looking for what I was capable of before... Or to be more precise, I'm trying to see whether I'm still capable of it.

And yes, being lovesick is like being in mourning. Because you die, because your future dies and you with it...There is a hurting time. It lasts for so long. But it gets better. I know that now.

It's amazing how close you are to your essential self as a kid, he thought, and how far from it you drift the more you strive to be loved.

Time. It rubs the rough edges that hurt us smooth.

Consider a clock thermostat, and set it so that you're not using energy when you don't need it, when you're out of your house.

Honesty is the recognition of the fact that the unreal is unreal and can have no value, that neither love nor fame nor cash is a value if obtained by fraud.

I feel at home most places I go, but my very top of the list are Bali, Italy, and London. Those are like second homes to me.

Ready for us to get it on, aint got a love to call steady.. Hope it aint like that for long, I'll be your friend if you let me

People forget that a huge proportion of our jobs still depend on agricultural production in Australia so of course there are exports. That's easily overlooked.

There's this thing called compulsory licensing law that allows artists through the record companies to take your music at will without your permission.

The cobs were delivered to a big pile. We were one of the first to feed corn cobs to cattle.

The more we know, the better we realize that our knowledge is a little island in the midst of an ocean of ignorance.

My belief is that no human being or society composed of human beings ever did or ever will come to much unless their conduct was governed and guided by the love of some ethical ideal.

The illiterate of the future will not be the man who cannot read the alphabet, but the one who cannot take a photograph.