You have actually waltzed with tremendous style, my sweet, O my sweet, crushed angel.

Your love Should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger, Only to someone Who has the valor and daring To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife Then weave them into a blanket To protect you.

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'

I wish I could show you...the astonishing light of your own being.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

I am in love with every church And mosque And temple And any kind of shrine Because I know it is there That people say the different names Of the One God.

Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.

Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of light...And let it breathe.

This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you.

You yourself are your own obstacle, rise above yourself.

Look onwards to what lies ahead.

We are but one of many ideas against a greater imagination.

The monkeys, she explained, were considered reincarnated politicians, which made Rue laugh and the stick entirely understandable.

I always say you can never be extravagant with beauty. Beauty is God made real. Beauty is life.

For me, I think the Lord wanted me to win to put a smile on Chinese people's faces.

While the novelist is banging on his typewriter, the poet is watching a fly in the windowpane.

I think I'll give it up, the fantasy is over, I wanted to play Spiderman, Peter Parker.

I was like a Borscht Belt comedian trapped in the body of a 6-year-old. I was channeling Jackie Mason at 7.

Dying is strange and hard if it is not our death, but a death that takes us by storm, when we've ripened none within us.

I mean I've never been thrown in jail in New York or Los Angeles.