But still, my heart beats. It dreams. It wonders. And most dangerous of all, it hopes, because despite its smallness, this hope is still a great something

You aren’t some dream I want to relive. You’re the part of my life that someone has decided to rip away and I’m trying to figure out how to tie us back together.

Your heart swallowed me like a well and I will never be able to climb out. I fell. I fell into your infinity. And my inability to free myself will doom your life.

I had an abnormal heart, the kind that stretched like a rubber-band and weakened with every tug I allowed someone to have

The sky is falling. The sky is falling.And I fear you won’t believe it until you’re covered in stars

As I create I become.

There is a courage of happiness as well as a courage of sorrow.

I know there are California oranges and Florida oranges. When I'm in Florida, I like Florida oranges. Today, I think California oranges are the best, of course.

The solution is to ignore the bad habit and put your energy toward building a new habit that will override the old one.

The artist injects the spirit of life into a culture.

A man of truth must ever be confident, if he has also equal need to be diffident.

The factory farm is . . . an obvious moral evil so sickening and horrendous. . . All this so we can have our accustomed veal or lamb or fried chicken or pork chop or hot dog.

The presence of irony does not necessarily mean that the earnestness is excluded. Only assistant professors assume that.

I guess what I want to say to us artists and entrepreneurs is that conventional yardsticks of success don't apply to all enterprises. Labors of love count.

Alas! we are the sport of destiny.