He refused to believe in his own weaknesses, and with her he had not found a weakness to fit himself against.

Do you understand the sadness of geography?

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again

Nowadays he doesn't think of his wife, though he knows he can turn around and evoke every move of her, describe any aspect of her, the weigh of her wrist on his heart during the night.

Men had always been the reciters of poetry in the desert.

This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.

He knows that the only way he can accept losing her is if he can continue to hold her or be held by her. If they can somehow nurse each other out of this. Not with a wall.

How can you smile as though your whole life hasn't capsized

I am not in love with him, I am in love with ghosts. So is he, he's in love with ghosts.

She had always wanted words, she loved them, grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape. Whereas I thought words bent emotions like sticks in water.

The Englishman left months ago, Hana, he's with the Bedouin or in some English garden with its phlox and shit.

When you're taking photographs of people, creating the “perfect scenery” is always secondary. It's much more important to capture the emotions. Especially when there's true love.

No; we have been as usual asking the wrong question. It does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing. The real and proper question is: Why is it beautiful?

Of all things difficult to rule, none were more so than my will and affections.

The fact is that the intrinsic worth of the book, play or whatever the author is trying to sell is the least, last factor in the the whole transaction.

Even on television, the wavelengths that you use, they have to be distributed between countries.

A word that has been said may be unsaid-it is but air. But when a deed is done, it cannot be undone, nor can our thoughts reach out to all the mischiefs that may follow.

Do all things without grumbling. Why? You have a sovereign God who is on your side, who works everything together for your good.

Advertising is the ability to sense, interpret... to put the very heart throbs of a business into type, paper and ink.

I'm very open and never write what I'm going to say. Speeches bore everybody else. I have to freestyle. Every time, from one program to another, everything changes and I improvise.

A Painting without emotion is like a tree without roots.