Given Loughner's obsession with meaninglessness and language, maybe Foucault & Derrida deserve some fault here, too.

Reason leavened with a little wit (if possible) is the real alternative to hate speech, meaning that there's no better time for it.

I still believe in love. I always will. It's my blessing and my burden.

Just breathing can be such a luxury sometimes.

Art, art of any kind, shows that folks are trying.

Everyone loves a witch hunt as long as it's someone else's witch being hunted.

Love is a powerful painkiller.

Sometimes, when a person is truly lost in this world, suffocating inside her private bubble where all she can hear is her own droning heartbeat, a touch can be enough.

The market is the only critic that matters.

The most beautiful faces have some ugly in them.

Some strangers become more important to you than family, maybe because you're not expected to love them. You can leave them whenever you want to. They can, too. Every moment together is a choice.

Laws are confusing documents. They get in the way if justice.

Happiness to a dog is what lies on the other side of a door.

This is not good. This is not right. My feet stick out of bed all night. And when I pull them in, oh dear! My head sticks out of bed out here!

The only concession you can make is to what you believe is right.

Hamlet is a little daunting.

I wanted to work towards the four majors and the Davis Cup. I know to a lot of people it may not mean too much, but to me (Davis Cup) means an awful lot.

You shall see them on a beautiful quarto page where a neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow of margin.

I'm not a sad old hippie - I'm a joyous old hippie.

I was born a Brahmin, but I'm not a Brahmin

Great leaders give everyone something to believe in, not something to do.