In that book which is my memory, On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you, Appear the words, ‘Here begins a new life’.

The more souls who resonate together, the greater the intensity of their love... and, mirror-like... each soul reflects the other.

The path to paradise begins in hell.

L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle (The love that moves the sun and the other stars)

There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you.

Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.

The secret of getting things done is to act!

Follow your path, and let the people talk.

Three things remain with us from paradise: stars, flowers and children.

In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.

Beauty awakens the soul to act.

And we, from within the sigh of the trees, and the soft moss underfoot, and the calling of night birds, watched him as he watched, gazing where he should not.

In 2005, my mad half, HER was born... ME & HER: a Memoir of Madness, 2012.

You know capitalism is this wonderful thing that motivates people, it causes wonderful inventions to be done. But in this area of diseases of the world at large, it's really let us down.

The longer you live, the better you get.

This dream that men shall cease to waste strength in competition and shall come to pool their powers of production is coming to pass all over the earth.

As technology advances, the rendering time remains constant.

MySpace is an addiction.

I kind of think that artists throughout history, poets throughout history have been criticized for sharing what's on people's minds and I don't think it's any different now.

I love you more than anything in the world combined.

I cannot but think we have much to be thankful for, and more still to hope for in the future.