Traveller, let your step be light, So that sleep these eyes may close, For poor Scarron, till to-night, Ne'er was able e'en to doze.

He who flies can also return; but it is not so with him who dies.

The whole point of being a good friend is being in the darkness. I’ll be your light, until you can be it yourself again.

Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.

Every genius I have met could be classified as crazy by most people. They possess the highest level of sanity that us people find difficult to understand and accept.

There are only a few places that I go where people recognize me anyway. I have to be at the right place, in the right city. It's not really that much of an issue.

Seeking but not finding the house builder I travelled through life after life. How painful is repeated birth! House-builders, you have now been seen. You will not build the house again.

I have a longing for fiction - to try to believe in it and to disappear into it.

Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness it is to be expecting evil before it comes.

It was amazing how many friends you could make by being bad at things, provided you were bad enough to be funny.

I would hate to think I am not an amature. An amateur is one who loves what he is doing. Very often, I'm afraid, the professional hates what he is doing. So, I'd rather be an amateur.