You were right and I was wrong. When life hurts more than death, it is not worth living.

I wish I had the power to flip my reality upside down like an hourglass, and that life wasn't a finite affair, but rather a perpetually recurring passage through a hole in time.

Only weak men want women to be weak.

I’ll be back tomorrow,” he said, “at nine o’clock. Don’t open your door to anyone else.” “Not even my balcony door?” “Especially not your balcony door.

By the time we left college, I had become my own image: a dandelion in the flower bed of society. Kinda cute, but still a weed.

Everything we say is a story. But nothing we say is just a story.

Peppo!" I yelled, pulling at my cousin's suspenders. "I really don't want to be arrested, okay?" "Don't worry!" Peppo turned a corner and accelerated as he spoke. "I go too fast for police!

Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow.

We are all cups, and our destiny is poured according to measures we cannot understand, cannot influence.

When the old men fight, the young people die.

In many ways, a degree in the history of ideas is the ideal training for an aspiring writer.

Have you ever or are you now involved in espionage or sabotage, or in terrorist activities, or genocide? I think we can put a big yes down for all of the above.

He'd shot and beaten people because he couldn't talk to them.Violence was the only language nobody could understand. There were no translators.

Yet the reality is that I'm a stage actor from the Midwest - probably the opposite of a shark agent.

If we can reawaken that fierce quality in a man, hook it up to a higher purpose, release the warrior within, then the boy can grow up and become truly masculine.

Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.

The goals made such a difference to the way this game went

Music is what I am, everything else is what I do.

I have seen my Lord with the eye of my heart, and I said: 'Who are You?' He said: 'You.'

The Indian is but a sketch in red crayon of a rudimental manhood. To the problem of his relation to the white race, there is one solution: extermination.

Normally when we go in and write the songs we write, we think about doing a cover, but never a covers record. That would be, for us, a concept. We don't want to have a concept!