Pride had kept her running when love had betrayed her.

I don't love you anymore", she whispered. "I don't love you at all." His throat closed. "It's all right, sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us.

What are you gonna do, angel face? Stab me with your eyebrow pencil?

I take thee... to be my awful wedded husband

I love you, Daisy. I love you so much I hurt.

His fists clenched at his sides. 'Damn it! Where's your pride?' 'Pride? It's in my heart, of course.' 'You're letting me demean you!' She smiled. 'You can't do that. I can only demean myself.

I am not absent-minded. It is the presence of mind that makes me unaware of everything else.

Gratitude - the meanest and most snivelling attribute in the world.

Krishna is God, so He's absolute: His name, His form, prasadam, it's all Him.

I'm just going to let my record in Congress speak for itself.

It seems to me monstrous that anyone should believe that the jazz rhythm expresses America. Jazz rhythm expresses the primitive savage.

Books aren't like broccoli. You don't have to eat it because it's good for you. Books drag you in because they are fascinating.

Better to constantly check in than ride proud on your high horse.

When I look up to the sky between the narrow roofs, it reminds me of you, the one who is far, far away.

Genius, that power which constitutes a poet; that quality without which judgment is cold, and knowledge is inert; that energy which collects, combines, amplifies and animates.

I have a big barn that I converted to my music studio, so I go there early in the morning and the first thing I do is rowing. And that's when I listen to a lot of music.