I might be old and ugly now, but you started that way, Jack.

Sometimes the memories seemed too much and I couldn't understand how I'd stayed so calm when these things actually happened, but lost my breath in the shadowy remembrances.

Sometimes you wait for the right time and you run out of time altogether.

I cannot remember you when the rain flows down -I cannot remember youandmy heart begins to drown ...

We are full of rhythms . . . our pulse our gestures our digestive tracts the lunar and seasonal cycles.

It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outlook how muddled the tangle, how great the mistake. A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all.

The path God chooses for each of us to follow isn't always an easy one, but we all have to decide whether or not we're willing to trust in His wisdom and embrace His will

In youth, what disappointments of our own making: in age, what disappointments from the nature of things.

But I'm grateful for everyone who would want to read a spoiler because it means that they care and want to see the movie. I know what it feels like, as an enormous Star Wars fan myself.

What you meet in another being is the projection of your own level of evolution.

If to some my tale seems foolishness I am content that such could count me fool.

Biography is to give a man some kind of shape after his death.

To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy.