I desperately wish I had my tambourine with me now, because even after everything I'm still wearing heavy boots, and sometimes it helps to play a good beat

If the thrill of hunting were in the hunt, or even in the marksmanship, a camera would do just as well.

You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.

Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.

The sky slowly pulled up its blue dress to reveal night.

The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn't stop each other on the street to say I love you.

His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.

To feel alone is to be alone.

Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.

When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.

It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us...on the inside, looking out.

Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.

A floating leaf has more to boast about than a sinking ship.

Two of my grandparents died in a car crash. Sucks, 'cause they would have lived to a hundred.

It is much more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others.

I think we would have made a lot more mistakes and would have accomplished a lot less had we not been grounded in some basic truths.

Photographers have already photographed everything too many times, except cheese.

The man who fears war and squats opposing My words for stour, hath no blood of crimson But is fit only to rot in womanish peace

I'm a child of the Women's Movement. I always believed that I could do anything. That women didn't have to be limited in any way.

There's a deep fly ball... Winfield goes back, back... his head hits the wall ... it's rolling towards second base.

In darkness one may be ashamed of what one does, without the shame of disgrace.