To live for the moment: it sounds so right and so beautiful. But the more I want to, the less I understand what it means.

Given that we can live only a small part of what there is in us -- what happens with the rest?

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.

We are stratified creatures, creatures full of abysses, with a soul of inconstant quicksilver, with a mind whose color and shape change as in a kaleidoscope that is constantly shaken.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution is a duty!

Life is not what we live; it is what we imagine we are living.

Loyalty... A will, a decision, a resolution of the soul.

A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long.

There were people who read and there were the others. Whether you were the a reader or a non-reader was soon apparent. There was no greater distinction between people.

But when we set out to understand somebody’s inside? Is that a trip that ever ends? Is the soul a place of facts? Or are the alleged facts only the deceptive shadows of our stories?

So, the fear of death might be described as the fear of not being able to become whom one had planned to be.

Does love survive? Yes, I thought, somewhere in some place it is saved and made sacred.

He cracked his crooked smile that made all women swoon except the ones who wanted to slap him. Faye was a fence-sitter on the subject.

Man hath no Heaven and Time's coast is chartless. He speeds; we pass away!

Strength comes from choosing to fully trust, pray, and praise. Our circumstances may not change, but in the process we change.

Naming a center after a person who is still alive can make it seem that an individual somehow on their own was able to accomplish what he accomplished.

I get bored with establishing shots of people getting out of cars and walking into buildings, getting into elevators and then 45 seconds later they have a line.

I think the reason that I like so many different games is because I like the way my brain works when I'm playing games. It's more fun.

The problem for me is that reading is, I won't say a sacred, but nevertheless a pretty serious act.

Your heart often knows things before your mind does.

Nothing can come of nothing.