When is a cell finally too small to hold our essence?

The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.

Whatever you choose for your stationery is your favorite color because it's where you pour your heart out.

I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.

Some things aren't meant to be known. Only believed.

Sometimes there's not a better way. Sometimes there's only the hard way.

What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster. What we think does matter-it's all we truly have.

I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.

I thought grandmothers had to like you. It’s a law or something.

I just think perfection and lasting through the ages is for Greek statues, not us mere humans.

There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless.

I think I exist, therefore I exist. I think.

Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its brevity.

It always a blessing to learn the wisdom from elderly people.

Spiritual Christians look upon the world not as a playground but as a battleground.

When it came down to technical skill and ability of the two teams, Croatia were far superior.

I deplore the shying away that can go on, within women, from the term 'feminist.' I am, absolutely, all about being a feminist.

I used to have a drug problem, but now I have enough money.

Holding Frances in my arms is the best drug in the world.

Without U.S. troops, Afghanistan, like Iraq, could descend into chaos.

For instead of trying to reproduce exactly what I see before me, I make more arbitrary use of colour to express myself more forcefully.