Very depressed today. Unable to write a thing. Menacing gods. I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness.

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.

If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.

I ride earth's burning carousel. Day in, day out.

What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.

I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell.

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

You are a lamp to give light to people

Now is the time to make good use of time.Today is the day to begin a perfect day.

I like to accept it all, the negative and the positive.

We don't have butlers. Obviously we have people who look after the houses, but I try not to run things formally.

Creativity comes from constraint.

Sacred spirit of love, fall down on me from above.

We know where they are. They are in the area around Tikrit and Baghdad.

Self-respecting people do not care to peep at their reflections in unexpected mirrors, or to see themselves as others see them.

We are not here to be successful, we are here to be FAITHFUL

God forbid that Truth should be confined to Mathematical Demonstration!