Please remember: things are not what they seem.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

A powerful church is capable of transforming our world to God’s kingdom standard

Making the ungrateful grateful is a tedious endeavor.

Woman's normal occupations in general run counter to creative life or contemplative life or saintly life.

Treat everyone like a gentleman, not because they are, but because you are.

I was always in search of a perfect game and I never got it.

Yes, romance has found it's way into my heart in the past

The whole world is pretending the breakthrough is in technology. The bottleneck is really in art.

The dinner party is a suburban form of entertainment. Its spread in our big cities represents an insidious Fifth Column suburbanization of the metropolis.

Mistakes are almost always of a sacred nature, understand them thoroughly.

Manic depressives have all the luck; they soar between crashes. The best us regular depressives can do is battle our way up to normal every now and then.