Truth has beauty power and necessity.

To think of losing is to lose already.

It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies.

... possessiveness cannot accept; it cannot even strike a fair bargain; it has to confer.

The fatal flaw of gravity; when you are down, everything falls down on you.

Spring is strictly sentimental, self-regarding; but I burn more careless in the autumn bonfire.

Inflation is the senility of democracies.

cooking is the most succulent of human pleasures.

One cannot overestimate the power of a good rancorous hatred on the part of the stupid. The stupid have so much more industry and energy to expend on hating. They build it up like coral insects.

Truth has beauty, power, and necessity.

Idleness is righteous if it is comfortable. Uncomfortable idleness is sin & sinful waste.

Poetry is a tool for writers to create literature in different forms of expression and messages.

Today like every day roughly 5, 000 people on the face of the planet will experience one-chance-in-a-million things and not one of them will refuse to believe the evidence of their senses.

War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children.

In so many areas of life, I'm a spaz and incompetent.

I suffer much less than many of my colleagues. I am perfectly able to go to Australia and film within three hours of arrival.

We know nothing of humility by nature, for we are all born proud.

A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.

I'm not afraid of scars, be them emotional or otherwise. I think it builds character, and if it doesn't destroy you, I truly believe it makes us stronger.

I think it's possible to be multi-rooted, rather like a banyan tree, without being deracinated.

I still visit my village quite often, as my parents and one of my sisters live there, but also I feel the village is more of an isolated, unreal part of me.