monotony is not to be worshipped as a virtue; nor the marriage bed treated as a coffin for security rather than a couch from which to rise refreshed.

There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do.

To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the most pleasant sensations in the world. You are surrounded by adventure.

Tolerance cannot afford to have anything to do with the fallacy that evil may convert itself to good.

Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.

The most ominous of fallacies - the belief that things can be kept static by inaction

The world has become too full of many things, an over furnished room.

You will, if you're wise and know the art of travel, let yourself go on the stream of the unknown and accept whatever comes in the spirit in which the gods may offer it.

This is one of the charms of the desert, that removing as it does nearly all the accessories of life, we see the thin thread of necessities on which our human existence is suspended.

The art of advertising - untruthfulness combined with repetition.

The true fruit of travel is perhaps the feeling of being nearly everywhere at home.

Love opens the most impossible gates in the world.

Choose to put yourself first and make you a priority. It's not selfish, it's necessary.

Typing is the future of talking and to don't forgot and brother of feature.

I thought The Shining was just absolutely wonderful. Stephen King reaches all kinds of people. In the beginning he was just dismissed out of hand, which was terrible.

I don't think everybody wanted to be on [new Star Trek series] . I certainly didn't.

The epitome of the human realm is to be stuck in a huge traffic jam of discursive thought.

I never lie- except for the few times I do in fact lie, but it's never intentional, and i'm totally telling the truth right now" She raised her right hand "promise".

My guitar is half my life and my wife is the other half.

As for me, the grounds of my hope have always been that history is wilder than our imagination of it and that the unexpected shows up far more regularly than we ever dream.

The moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven.