They explored me high enough as mountain climbers reached the mountain tops.

Battling through poverty was not my forte, and I didn't have the inkling of eluding them.

Even with my deepest soul I knew too well that all of these were just a stairs to heaven.

We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage.

The sparkling light inside of me multiplied billion times, hoping something beautiful will come along the way.

It was such a feeling of developing your inner self to the people who liked to dig deeper and deeper until you cannot fathom the deepest evil in you.

I wanted life that's comfortable enough for me, my ambitions and love.

In moments of prayer, people tend to pose as a critic and point out perceived flaws in God's art.

Considering she’d just blown his gray matter into the ether, he was screwed.

I wake up every morning feeling lucky - which is driven by fear, no doubt, since I know it could all go away.

I'm not as shy as everybody makes me out to be.

The avoidance of that which causes you pain does not produce enlightenment. It produces avoidance. Religion is the avoidance of pain and suffering.

Sensible people find nothing useless. [Fr., Il n'est rien d'inutile aux personnes de sens.]

I covered the Lebanese civil war. I could see a place that had once been prosperous and now was impoverished. I'm not seeing that in America.

Appearance is everything. I find that a view is secondary. Even in those apartments on the East River, it's dull, looking out at those little boats.

Some people come in and really freak. There's movement everywhere, even a dancing housekeeper!

It seemed that out of battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which titanic wars had groined.