It's September 21st, a day I love for the balance it carries with it.

Do you write novels?" I said."Novels, Lord no, " she said. "I can't even stay married.

A book of verses underneath the boughA flask of wine, a loaf of bread and thouBeside me singing in the wildernessAnd wilderness is paradise now.

I write the words God put on my mind.

May Love, Joy and Abundance Rain on Every Being in the World.

On the morning of the exorcism, I stayed home from school.

All good things which exist are the fruits of originality.

Gardening was something I learned in my youth when I was unhappy. I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

Beauty is meaningless until it is shared.

Generalissimo Stalin directed every move... made every decision... He is the greatest and wisest military genius who ever lived...

I didn't come to New York to be a star. I brought my star with me.

Do not let it be your aim to be something, but to be someone.