...emotions fly humans toward art

My own survival required me to counterbalance interesting with invisible.

Metaphor is awkward, but emotion, by its nature, leaves you no more scalable approach.

I was drawn to his aloofness, the way cats gravitate toward people who’d rather avoid them.

There are two sacred causes in this world, ” he said, holding up his pinkie and ring ringer. “Chance and necessity. By chance I was there to help when you had need.

Let the one who seeks justice be just.

I scrupulously hide every legitimate reason for people to hate me, and it turns out they don’t need legitimate reasons. Heaven has fashioned a knife of irony to stab me with.

Someone should love you. I will bite him if he will not.

Sir James waved a gnarled hand. "They're nothing but feral file clerks, dragons. They used to alphabetize the coins in their hoards.

I didn't want this dance to end, or Kiggs to let go of my hand. I didn't want him to turn his eyes away, or live any other moment than this one.

Then I turned, and lifted up mine eyes, and looked, and beheld a flying roll.

We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right?

Have a variety of interests. ... These interests relax the mind and lessen tension on the nervous system. People with many interests live not only longest but happiest.

Now is the time for all good men to run like hell.

For we direct, perform and witness performances every night – theatre cannot die before the last dream has been dreamt.

By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing; but instead of nonchalantly promenading our own corruption, we exude our sweat and grow winded upon the fetid air.

Scott Asheton was a brilliant drummer, a natural musician.

We must always apologize for talking painting.

Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy.

When I'm in northern Italy, I walk about feeling slightly less of a freak.