We are on a stroll, hand in hand, in a garden, in the moonlight and the sole purpose of such a venture is to come together in love.

An incomplete fulfillment of a sweet dream can slowly turn it caustic.

What common people call beauty is essentially nature. The moment nature abandons you, your beauty is lost forever.

Beauty is like the storm. Beauty has its natural motions. A calmness of spirit signals its arrival. Its departure is marked by misery.

You need to characterize beauty by association.

That kind of pursuit is not beneficial to mankind: art for self aggrandizement at the cost of love.

That day I behaved like a good artist, one whose job is to build rather than break.

Many a times, doctors, the worshipers of science, are helpless. They know a few technical things and perform their duty diligently. But they wait for nature to take its course as well.

Literature has become merely a tool for culture studies.

Had there been no sun, life would have found some other means of illuminating the world. It is odd that we give the sun so much importance.

I love you. I know what a body suffers, but I cannot forget my lessons.

To get here had been painful, but for once in my life I felt free.

I'm thinking the reason I've been so quiet all those years is only because Brian wasn't around yet for me to tell everything to.

Madness is a wholly human malady borne in a brain too evolved—or not quite evolved enough—to bear the awful burden of its own existence.

I saw that we're all doing the best we can. This is how a lifetime of humility begins.

Home is the first refuge from - and last defense against - the disappointments and the terrors of life.

Almost everywhere, climate change denial now looks as stupid and as unacceptable as Holocaust denial.

Better passion and death than any more of these'isms'. No more of the old purpose done up in aspic. Better passion and death.

In comics, collaboration saves your life. How well you can work with an artist, a colorist, a letterer, is how good your comic is.

If I were a painter, you'd be calling me Shaqcasso.

Because I know that time is always time and place is always place and only place. And what is actual is actual only for one time. And only for one place. I rejoice that things are as they are.