This is the worst of our ways of remembering--this tendency to prod the crust of anecdote in the hope of releasing a gush of piping-hot symbolism.

For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside him?

If I wasn't me, you wouldn't be you.

There’s a ghost of a dream that you don’t even try to shake free off because you’re too in love with the way she haunts you.

How do you eat your roots?

This world is out of date

You have this ability to find beauty in weird places.

I still hear the world spinning.

If we had more reliable systems of law and governance perhaps our friendship would be shallower.

Come on! Think of Miandad hitting that six off Sharma. If he could do that, you can do this.

Can angels lie spine to spine?If not, how they must envy us humans

You are all the season for my heart.

My father loved poetry and music. But deep in himself he thought teaching the finest thing a person could do.

With stand-up, it doesn't matter who you are. If the audience claps because they love your movies, that clapping stops after five seconds, and then it's your job to make them laugh.

During the debate, Bush was asked by a lady to name three mistakes he's made. And Bush responded, this debate, the last debate and the next debate.

We're in such a slump that even the ones that are drinkin' aren't hittin'.

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

Now you see how you are, the wisdom mixed in with all the scars.

The mace prodded Will in the back again. That little habit was starting to annoy him and he was tempted to take the weapon from the sergeant major and do a little prodding of his own.

My dad taught me at a very young age that I should work harder than everyone else: Be the first one in and the last one out.

I guess I'm getting to the age where a lot of other people my age have real jobs, and when they're hard-up they refer to an old-timer like me.