Your name may be 'writ in water', but for now, you have the great advantage of being a wave that can think.

I have fallen in love with the stories of our lives, our everyday mythologies. How will they unfold? What will become of us?

So much time spent believingwe had ghosts in our machines has accustomed us to hauntingourselves.

Life isn't static, and sometimes, we don't realize the value of knowledge or even of people, until further down the track, when we're mature enough to truly understand.

I was told that this road would take me to the ocean of death, and turned back halfway. Since then crooked, round-about, godforsaken paths stretch out before me.

Architecture aims at Eternity.

There was a man who was worthless, and knew he was worthless, and yet however far down he tried to sink his soul, there was always some part of him capable of great action.

Too great a preoccupation with motives (especially one's own motive) is liable to lead to too little concern for consequences.

Living modestly in a suburban neighborhood while trying to support four children through private school is not extravagant or living large.

I value being able to go into a record shop and people leaving me alone.

I'm sure we don't read old paintings the way they were intended

If you don't fall how are you going to know what getting up is like.

Sweetheart, never listen to what my enemies say. They're very confused people. I know they are because I've spent years making them that way.