You do not know just what you've been forgiven.

My shadow serves as the friend I crave

You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms.

Italy is a dream that keeps returning for the rest of your life.

All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead.

It is unbearably painful for the soul to love silently.

Sunset in the ethereal waves: I cannot tell if the day is ending, or the world, or if the secret of secrets is inside me again.

You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

Forgive me, that I manage badly, Manage badly but live gloriously, That I leave traces of myself in my songs, That I appeared to you in waking dreams.

Call me a sinner, Mock me maliciously: I was your insomnia, I was your grief.

Real tenderness can't be confused, It's quiet and can't be heard.

He left her. She was dissatisfied with him. He had preferred to incur her anger rather than cause her pain. He had kept all the pain for himself.

What is sometimes thought to be clever is, significantly often, merely an advanced form of foolishness.

Art is the concrete representation of our most subtle feelings.

Theres nothing more intoxicating than doing big, bold things.

But I'm not a member of the Democratic Party. If you know anything about me, anybody who's followed me, I'm the anti-Democrat. I have railed against the Democrats for a long time.

That's what life is all about: remembering someone and smiling!

Economy is not baseball, where the game is always played by the same rules.

There is no such thing as conversation. It is an illusion. There are intersecting monologues, that is all.

This much is true: you have been lied to.

Dialogue does not happen when we are adversaries.