It is a terrible thing to be so open: it is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world.

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.

If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.

I ride earth's burning carousel. Day in, day out.

What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.

I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell.

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

School fools a lot of people. Professionally, one thing is not the most that one person can be.

Without loving and caring for others, most of us stand little chance of communing with God/the Divine Wisdom, no matter how many years we may spend in silent prayer.

Actors always want you to believe something else even though that's the truth and to do that well it's almost a dying art.

Since when was genius found respectable?

Is there a polity better ordered, the offices better distributed, and more inviolably observed and maintained, than that of bees?

Writers let themselves be enticed by the language.

I always took photographs. I photographed a lot of trees, by the way, which is another image I used often in my work, the tree image.

No One in the Entire World is as Precious as You are.