In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.

He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life

Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.

In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.

To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

If each day falls inside each night, there exists a well where clarity is imprisoned. We need to sit on the rim of the well of darkness and fish for fallen light with patience.

It does wonders for my own psyche to turn envy into inspiration. No matter how successful we become, we're never above that.

The collision of a great man with a great idea strikes fire in dry flax.

A wet boy has a deader, an assassin has a target, because assassins sometimes miss.

I'm not the quiet sensitive little guy I was. I can't be. There's just too much after me.

Thousands upon thousands of lights is inferior to a light of heart.

The acknowledgment of and gratitude for favors and gifts received is loved and esteemed in Heaven and on earth.

The only thing worse than growing up is never quite learning how

There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.

Your only limitation is the one you set up in your own mind!

I became a writer in spite of my environments.