How bittersweet it is, on winter's night, To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire, As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light, Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.

Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

God is the only being who, in order to reign, doesn't even need to exist.

Dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.

The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.

One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.

Music fathoms the sky.

She wanted to reach up to the night and dig her fingers into it, beg it to stay just a little bit longer.

The prerequisite for a good marriage ... is the license to be unfaithful.

My favorite episode of Stargate? All of them! My favorite episode of Parker Lewis? All of them!

I think calling someone a character is a compliment.

We are not a nation, but a union, a confederacy of equal and sovereign states.

...for a girl with eyes like hers has a will and is not ruled by anyone but a lover.

Documentation is misleading, because the performance is dead. So the very early works were not documented at all.

Chantal is having a relationship with a sentence. Just one of those things. A chance meeting that grew into something important for the both of them.

What one writer can make in the solitude of one room is something no power can easily destroy.

Pitch within yourself.