.. she believed a great happiness awaited her somewhere, and for this reason she remained calm as the days flew by.

There is joy in self-forgetfulness. So I try to make the light in others' eyes my sun, the music in others' ears my symphony, the smile on others' lips my happiness.

Actually there were only two forms of existence, I reflected: one that was tied to a place and one that wasn't. Both had always existed. Neither could be chosen.

One of the immutable laws of being human is that the people who show up are the right people.

If the world powers are not prepared to insist that Iran change its behavior before a deal is signed, at the very least they should insist that Iran change its behavior before a deal expires.

People who are very vain are usually equally susceptible; and they who feel one thing acutely, will so feel another.

Women in music have the bigger balls anyhow we endure much more harassment and critic.

In literature as in life, to conform to anything is to knuckle under to your inferiors.

I shook up the world.

Mullets are still going strong in the south and places like St Louis or the Carolinas.

Yeah, it's a weird little niche, but by God, it's my niche.