Love me - that's all I ask of you.

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it, Secretly possess you.

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night.

Say you'll love me every waking moment.

Once you have walked down the grief path, what you have gained on your journey may turn into invaluable advice for someone else.

A writer paradoxically seeks the truth and tells lies every step of the way.

Sabbath - a weekly festival having its origin in the fact that God made the world in six days and was arrested on the seventh.

Not sure of my place in the world (still up for debate) and not sure what I wanted to do with my life (not really up for debate).

The rain probably dampened the spirits of those that decided not to come. But the people who were here didn't know it was raining because they were having so much fun.

...neither is it possible to discover the more remote and deeper parts of any science, if you stand but upon the level of the same science, and ascend not to a higher science.

One could almost phrase the motto of our modern civilization thus: Science is my shepherd; I shall not want.

Hemingway describes literary New York as a bottle full of tapeworms trying to feed on each other.

I'm easy to look at, but so hard to see.

Men will always be mad, and those who think they can cure them are the maddest of all.