Men try to run life according to their wishes; life runs itself according to necessity.

Fear is a noose that binds until it strangles.

We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.

Most novices picture themselves as masters - and are content with the picture. This is why there are so few masters.

Talk about it only enough to do it. Dream about it only enough to feel it. Think about it only enough to understand it. Contemplate it only enough to be it.

We never know we are beings till we love. And then it is we know the powers and potentialities of human existence.

We do not posses imagination enough to sense what we are missing.

In a sick world, it is the first duty of the artist to get well.

No eyes that have seen beauty ever lose their sight.

Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Great, hollow, bell-like flowers

People mistake their limitations for high standards.

There no such thing as something! Why? Because everything's already turning into something else!

History is not like some individual person, which uses men to achieve its ends. History is nothing but the actions of men in pursuit of their ends.

Writing means sharing. It's part of the human condition to want to share things - thoughts, ideas, opinions.

The idea that religion and politics don't mix was invented by the Devil to keep Christians from running their own country.

Our real world has evolved. It's become something much different, and inadvertently about healthcare, and about what it means to have good health, and to be able to have good health.

In high school ethics they went around and asked what everyone thought their classmates were qualified to do. For me, everyone said actress. But to me it was very much "if it happens, it happens."

Recently a guy was having trouble with his computer. So he unplugs it, takes it out in the alley, pulls out a gun, and shoots it eight times. Coincidentally, that's how Hillary got rid of her emails.

No, it's not a 'corpse thing.' I feel I lack the emotional capacity to deal with those in mourning.

only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say it is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.