conversation is like a dear little baby that is brought in to be handed round. You must rock it, nurse it, keep it on the move if you want it to keep smiling.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.

Could we change our attitude, we should not only see life differently, but life itself would come to be different.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy, you can't build on it it's only good for wallowing in.

How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you — you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences — like rags and shreds of your very life.

Risk! Risk anything! Care no more for the opinions of others, for those voices. Do the hardest thing on earth for you. Act for yourself. Face the truth.

I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

The pleasure of all reading is doubled when one lives with another who shares the same books.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back.

I am poor - obscure - just eighteen years of age - with a rapacious appetite for everything and principles as light as my purse.

The mind I love must have wild places.

My attitude has always been, if you fall flat on your face, at least you're moving forward. All you have to do is get back up and try again.

I've been writing a lot of songs in twos, songs that are like twins in my mind.

Even when there are times that we're not happy, happiness will creep in.

To know a person's religion we need not listen to his profession of faith but must find his brand of intolerance.

Having a Southwest Green in my backyard is a huge advantage for me on tour. I am pleasantly surprised just how true the ball rolls and reacts to chip and pitch shots. I love my Southwest Green.

It's easier to solve the problem more quickly with directors than with writers.

I wake up every morning and it's like when you break up with somebody who has really broken your heart.

People who believe I'm an idiot don't hire me and they don't call.

The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering.

The busy bee has no time for sorrow.