When the north wind blew across the tar ponds, voices were carried away.

Any silly ism or stupid book that considers men above women, must be shunned like a lowlife demon. For, all's one, barring none.

The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to.

While other creators make a big show of their art Mani Sir makes it look as though anyone can do what he does.

Hast thou virtue? acquire also the graces and beauties of virtue.

Whatever beauty we behold, the more it is distant, serene, and cold, the purer and more durable it is. It is better to warm ourselves with ice than with fire.

This is a matter of freedom. If you don't have many possessions then you don't need to work all your life like a slave to sustain them, and therefore you have more time for yourself.

The prince in The Leopard was a very complex character - at times autocratic, rude, strong - at times romantic, good, understanding - and sometimes even stupid, and above all, mysterious.

And at least in poetry you should feel free to lie. That is, not to lie, but to imagine what you want, to follow the direction of the poem.

I basically started playing violin at the age of six. That lasted about three years because my previous teacher died and the second teacher didn't really know how to successfully get me going.

[When asked at age 79 why her Paris apartment was located up many flights of stairs at the top of the building:] It's the only way I can still make the hearts of men beat faster.