A real writer can be recognized by the fact he doesn't find words. Therefore he must search for them and while doing that, he finds better ones.

Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.

Man's great misfortune is that he has no organ, no kind of eyelid or brake, to mask or block a thought, or all thought, when he wants to.

War: a massacre of people who don't know each other for the profit of people who know each other but don't massacre each other.

A poem is never finished, only abandoned.

Nothing beautiful can be summarized.

The universe is built on a plan the profound symmetry of which is somehow present in the inner structure of our intellect.

A great man is one who leaves others at a loss after he is gone.

Love is being stupid together.

The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be.

Let us enrich ourselves with our mutual differences.

She was tasked with guarding the doorway to the Otherworld, keeping the balance of nature (as much as anyone could in these modern times), and occasionally, helping a worthy seeker.

The sad part is that you love her.... and she didn't love you back.

If I facepalm myself too much, maybe the pimples will go away.

You pretty much have to take the job since you hit him with the car.

We don't become geisha because we want our lives to be happy; we become geisha because we have no choice.

Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.

I'm very happy and excited to be a member of the Boston Red Sox.

Whoever blushes confesses guilt, true innocence never feels shame.

One day I was asked to pick up $50,000 worth of gold chains for Mr. T. For real!

No matter how much I prove and prod, I cannot quite believe in God; But oh, I hope to God that He, Unswervingly believes in me.