You were the best thing in my life … I did love you. I do. As much as I’ve ever loved anyone, as much as I can. It feels like a lot – it takes up my whole heart.

Topics... are what people talk about when they don't know each other well. Topics... are what men talk about.

Misery alternates with euphoria.

I often think my life would be a lot easier if I were a mute.

I love the slow, warming sensation of my body going numb when I drink.

I hate jealousy. At least it's its own punishment; it makes me feel like hell.

Little things. The thought of losing them makes them unbearably dear ... I only think of the sweetness. Simple things. The quarter moon, the taste of an orange. The smell of the pages of a new book.

All my life I've wanted to tell people I love them. Fear usually held me back, that they wouldn't care, or they wouldn't hear, or they would take too much from me once they knew.

In movies and in television the robots are always evil. I guess I am not into the whole brooding cyberpunk dystopia thing.

If the movie is quiet I generally feel the audience is busy. That's when they're working.

Whites have traded their culture for power.

In matters of commerce the fault of the Dutch Is offering too little and asking too much. The French are with equal advantage content, So we clap on Dutch bottoms just twenty per cent.

I believe that it must be the policy of the United States to support free peoples who are resisting attempted subjugation by armed minorities or by outside pressures.

A freakish homunculus germinated outside of lawful procreation.

The quicker, the louder, the applause with which another tries to gain you over to his purpose - the bitterer his censure if he miss his aim.

Acting was something that just came along. But I made good money, so it wasn't something I was just going to put aside and pretend it didn't exist.

Each day I see all about me the fruits of commandment-keeping.