To love again, you must not discard what has happened to you, but take from it the strength you'll need to carry on.

Hands have their own language.

For lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched.

I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment - we are all defined by something we can’t change.

The beauty of artifacts is in how they reassure us we’re not the first to die.

I wonder if things can happen too early or too late or if everything happens at exactly the right time. If so, how sad and beautiful.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

Every moment is the paradox of now or never.

For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.

The most significant conversations of our lives occur in silence.

I read books because I love them, not because I think I should read them.

To live in the shadow of another person...to desire to be adored as that person is....is the weakest ambition of all. Find yourself. Be loved as yourself.

You can't have a healthy civilization without healthy soil. You can't have junk food and have healthy people.

The way to recognize a dead word is that it exudes boredom.

The NBA wasn't a big deal at that time, so it wasn't really in my career plans.

No iconoclast can possibly escape the severest criticism.

We tend to think of the Faustian man, the one who fabricates, manipulates, seduces and ends up destroying. But the new image will be man the creator, the artist, the player.

To be honest with my music... for me to expect anyone to connect it has to come from a place of honesty.

The bottom line is that you will not lose fat effectively with exercise-driven weight-loss efforts unless your eating habits moderate insulin production.

Do not falter or shrink; But just think out your work, And just work out your think.

I think the idea of Mary Poppins has been blowing in and out of me, like a curtain at a window, all my life.