we must not blame our poor symbols if they take forms that seem trivial to us, or absurd, ... however paltry they may be; the nature of our life alone has determined their forms.

In the mythic schema of all relations between men and women, man proposes, and woman is disposed of.

Nostalgia, the vice of the aged. We watch so many old movies our memories come in monochrome.

I think it's one of the scars in our culture that we have too high an opinion of ourselves. We align ourselves with the angels instead of the higher primates.

I haven't changed much, over the years. I use less adjectives, now, and have a kinder heart, perhaps.

I see her as a series of marvellous shapes formed at random in the kaleidoscope of desire.

What a joy it is to dance and sing!

Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself. You bring to a novel, anything you read, all your experience of the world. You bring your history and you read it in your own terms.

We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.

Language is power, life and the instrument of culture, the instrument of domination and liberation.

If Miss means respectably unmarried, and Mrs. respectably married, then Ms. means nudge, nudge, wink, wink.

The sun is intelligent because it never rises too early, and wise because it never sets too late.

The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

So much beauty and joy in my life has come from going through something really difficult

We demand that big business give people a square deal in return we must insist that when anyone engaged in big business honesdy endeavors to do right he shall himself be given a square deal.

The first time I see a jogger smiling, I'll consider it.

I would have never thought in a million years that I would appeal to an Avril fan. But I'm glad that I do because a lot of them aren't jaded or cynical.

You guys looking for my dad? People are always, like, looking for him, and he's never around. Daddy is so not here. And I mean that literally and spiritually.

Truth is a rough, honest, helter-skelter terrier that none like to see brought into their drawing rooms.

Obviously, the faster we process information, the more rich and complex our models or glosses - our reality-tunnels - will become.

I envision a world filled with women traveling alone and meeting each other on the path.