I love hiccups and I love sneezes and I love blinks and I love belches and I love gluttons. I love hair. I love bears. For me, the round. For me, the world.

What is liberty? The measure of dignity.

I have nothing against the smell of rot but something against what hides the smell of rot in the United States of America.

It's true that things are beautiful when they work. Art is function.

Nativity is the enemy of prophecy.

Poetry must find ways of breaking distance.... all languages are dialects that are made to break new grounds.

Metaphors and Similes are the beginning of the democratic system of envy.

Banks are the temples of America. This is a holy war. Our economy is our religion.

Questions don't change the truth. But they give it motion.

Only what is fated to die is capable of living. Only what dies lives.

If you want to know what love is, have a child. If you want to know what pain is, bury him.

Can you revive wilted tulips?

Everything that happens in our lives has meaning even though we may not understand it or even pay attention to it.

This FEMINIST Goes Hard.

We are drowning in information but starved for knowledge.

Dior really was a savior. He almost single-handedly revived women's interest in clothes.

The photoshoot glitz and TV studio make-up isn't the real me.

I've never felt like this before, with anyone. It's against the rules of surviving.

People are always telling me that they've seen people reading my books on the subway, or the beach, or whenever.

I don't care if I die - look, I'm old - but you want your kids to have good times and a good life. I became sort of aware. I used to get so angry.

And if the big dog ain't me, then the house won't get guarded - period.