In an individual, selfishness uglifies the soul; for the human species, selfishness is extinction.

Travel far enough, you meet yourself.

Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.

...now I'm a spent firework; but at least I've been a firework.

If swans weren't real myths'd make up.

Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.

I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.

Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.

A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.

You say you're 'depressed' - all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective - it just means you're human.

I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.

...I tell myself it does not matter what one reads--favorite authors, particular themes--as long as we read something. It is not even important to own the books.

Don't let two men fall in love with you, girls. It's not the sort of thing that ends well."-Uncle Charles

I now can say I no longer fear death. Instead welcome it with open arms…

Gentleness stepped out of your smile

The library is the temple of learning.

But I do not know whether the photograph can, or does, say things as they really are. Something has been lost. But the representation is all we have.

The Devill is not alwaies at one doore.

I write music, really, to make myself feel better.

I'd make people say 'use Fork;' if I thought I could get away with it.

Central heating, French rubber goods and cookbooks are three amazing proofs of man's ingenuity in transforming necessity into art, and, of these, cookbooks are perhaps most lastingly delightful.