I am a drop of gold he would say I am molten matter returned from the core of earth to tell you interior things-

Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.

One of the principle qualities of pain is that it demands an explanation.

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.

The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbola never perfectly match. Eros is in between.

You remember too much," my mother said to me recently. "Why hold onto all that?" And I said, "where can I put it down?

Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.

Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

Under the seams runs the pain.

When I desire you a part of me is gone.

If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.

Take your victories, whatever they may be, cherish them, use them, but don't settle for them.

You don’t need much to give. Give what you have.

This trophy is so special in the world of tennis and it feels great.

The intelligent investor is likely to need considerable will power to keep from following the crowd.

Nobody is going to dictate our freedom.

There are two emotions: love and fear.

There's not much you can do with a ukulele that doesn't sound happy.

Storybook happiness involves every form of pleasant thumb-twiddling; true happiness involves the full use of one's powers and talents.

How can you trust a man who can talk for 5 minutes and you cant understand a sentence of it!

Soon to come in licorice, orange, cinnamon, and banana, but not strawberry, because I hate strawberries.