Men are more interesting in books than they are in real life.

I have gone to [this bookshop] for years, always finding the one book I wanted - and then three more I hadn’t known I wanted.

I don't want to be married just to be married. I can't think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can't talk to, or worse, someone I can't be silent with.

Perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers. How delightful if that were true.

Reading good books ruins you for enjoying bad books.

Think of it! We could have gone on longing for one another and pretending not to notice forever. This obsession with dignity can ruin your life if you let it.

Then I imagined a lifetime of having to cry to get him to be kind, and I went back to no again.

Do you arrange your books alphabetically? (I hope not.)

‎What a blight that woman is. Do you happen to know why? I lean toward a malignant fairy at her christening.

I did not throw 'The Shepherd Boy Sings in the Valley of Humiliation' at the audience. I threw it at the elocution mistress. I meant to cast it at her feet, but I missed.

I did not want to spend my time reading about people who never were, doing things they never did.

Body and spirit, I surrendered whole, To harsh Instructors- and received a soul.

Respect is a really powerful magic too, you know.

Good teaching is l/4th preparation and 3/4ths theatre.

By the early '70s I had gotten reasonable and I started to get in hundreds of groups that rehearsed and never played at all. I mean, the most important thing was to look good and have a great name.

I don't want to do something where I play a kid in a school. And I don't understand these spoof movies.

He is a fool who tries to match his strength with the stronger.

I was the biggest George Harrison fanatic in the world. He was raised Catholic; my parents are both ex-clergy, so I was raised Catholic, and I admired how he used his faith.

O aching time! O moments big as years!

We can love what we are, without hating what, and who, we are not.

She hadn't been given the proper tools to make a real life with, she decided, that was it. She'd been given a can of gravy and a hairbrush and told, "There you go." -- Willing