What uneasiness lies in being loved.

For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the expression on people's faces.

The weak fear happiness itself. They can harm themselves on cotton wool. Sometimes they are wounded even by happiness

A true artist is an ugly man.

Now even if I die, no one will be so grieved as to do himself bodily harm.

I like roses best. But they bloom in all four seasons. I wonder if people who like roses best have to die four times over again.

But happiness is being able to hope, however faintly, for happiness. So, at least, we must believe if we are to live in the world of today.

Victims. Victims of a transitional period of morality. That is what we both certainly are.

Mine has been a life of much shame. I can't even guess myself what it must be to live the life of a human being.

Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit.

I want to spend my time with people who don't look to be respected. But such good people won't want to spend their time with me.

Bloom as if you want to make the whole world beautiful.

I feel that 'Thank you' is about the best prayer that anyone could say. A sincere prayer of Thanks expresses extreme gratitude, humility, understanding.

Piper: it looks like we have hole. Percy: Yeah we've got a dam hole! (LOL-ing) Piper: What! Percy: Inside joke. (still LOL-ing) Piper: Whatever.

Hope is generally a wrong guide, though it is very good company by the way.

Novelists have always had complete freedom to pretty much tell their story any way they saw fit. And that's what I'm trying to do.

If the news is that important, it will find me.

Nothing in this world is a gift. Whatever must be learned must be learned the hard way.

To assess the damage is a dangerous act.

People are worried about the degree to which corporate interest is starting to threaten human interest.

The United States is evil.