You make beauty and it disappears, I love that.

People aren't evil and people aren't good. They live how they can one day at a time. They come out of dust they go back to dust, dusty feet, no wings, and whose fault is that?

What's poetry? It's not real but maybe it's more than real. It's dreaming while you're awake.

You're pretending this isn't your life. You think it's going to happen some other time. When you're dead you'll realise you were alive now.

England that little gray island in the clouds where governments don't fall overnight and children don't sell themselves in the street and my money is safe.

You can't win every week.

Painting doesn't mean just describing; it's a state of spirit.

I'd go without food if I could have a flower.

How could I go on my travels without that sweet soul waiting at home for my letters?

Parties are a cruel kind of fun.

Paper is like Joyce Carol Oates: white.

Your attitudes are slowly shaping you at all times and calling your deepest truths to the surface of your reality.

Helen hadn't realized how heavy the burden of hate had been until she was allowed to put it down.

With different changes but the same plot, sometimes our story has already unfolded. It's just trapped in the pages of ink and paper. God is waiting in His Word.

I don't like to say I'm happy. The Universe always finds out and corrects its mistake.

You have to make your own chances.

Learning from the past can helpyou move forward. Lingering inthe past will only hold you back.

What I've said before, only half in joke, is that everybody in Ireland is famous. Or, maybe better, say everybody is familiar.

The foreign-language Oscar is something that doesn't go to the producer or the director; it goes to the country.

You know every cell in our bodies is completely renewed every seven years, so how can we talk about being the same person? We're absolutely not.

Words on the page are never prisoners of the page