You are mine, and I am thine, and no power on earth shall make it otherwise.

How often when we are comfortable, we begin to long for something new!

Love is like death, it must come to us all, but to each his own unique way and time, sometimes it will be avoided, but never can it be cheated, and never will it be forgotten.

I'm Death, and I make sure that everyone is equal.

The true poet, is like a man who's happy anywhere, in endless measure, if he's allowed to look at leaves and grass, to see the sun rise and set.

Evil is also not anything small or close to home, and not the worst; otherwise one could grow accustomed to it.

Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony.

She'll sting you one day, Oh, ever so gently, so you hardly ever feel it. 'til you fall dead.

He who is too well off is always longing for something new.

Chemistry is a gibberish of Latin and German; but in Leibig's hands it becomes a powerful language.

In the olden days, when wishing still worked, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest daughter was so lovely that even the sun... was struck with wonder.

You say that this society will come to an end, because societies always have done so. I wonder whether they have ended because they were not really societies at all.

Let's swim to the moonLet's climb through the tideSurrender to the waiting worldsThat lap against our side.

Short stories, for me, it's like you step inside this brand new car and you drive it and you drive it into a tree and you walk away from it.

Changing course is never easy.

Enlightenment is already there inside us and all things. All we have to do is get something out of the way that is causing us not to see that.

I've always thought of myself as an organic writer, rather than a cerebral one. I feel my way along as I go, hoping I'll get to the place I intend to reach.

I used to worry I was entirely uninteresting, but the truth is I think if my life was more exciting I'd never have any time to write.

My stepfather and my mother, I love them to death.

Humility, which is a virtue, is always fruitful in good works.

(M)aybe we too busy being flowers or fairies or strawberries instead of something honest and worthy of respect . . . you know . . . like being people.