What it must feel like, I thought, to look at something, anything really, and know that it’s for the last time?

I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong.

I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.

I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.

Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to see your siblings as the people they’ve become. Maybe that’s why we all stay away from each other as a matter of course.

It would be a terrible mistake to go through life thinking that people are the sum total of what you see.

I blame Hollywood for skewing perspectives. Life is just a big romantic comedy to them, and if you meet cute, happily ever-after is a forgone conclusion.

Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.

You lost your wife, Douglas. My heartbreaks for you, it really does. But I lose my husband every day, all over again. And I don’t even get to mourn.

I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet.

Harmony and Peace do not rise from any church, temple, mosque or synagogue. They can only rise from individual human conscience.

All things old become new again. In my youth the athletes had crew cuts and the hippies had long hair. Now the athletes have long hair and the hippies are bald.

I grew up in Cambridge in England, and my love of mathematics dates from those early childhood days.

It is a dead heart. It is inside of me. It is a stranger yet once it was agreeable, opening and closing like a clam.

Physical punishment teaches children that the larger, stronger person has the power to get his way, whether or not he is in the right, and they may resent this in the parent-for life.

[on Richard Wagner] A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.

Nonviolence requires more courage than the soldier of war.

I understand people have doubts, but I'm totally clean.

Everyone, rich or poor, deserves a shelter for the soul, architects should lead in procuring social and environmental change.

I'm a classic emerald green Sixties Jaguar that nobody can own, but my husband is allowed to drive.