The first person I knew who died was Beth March. I cried for three days.

I wish I could read a couple of thousand words a day. Words written by someone else for a change!

Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it.

The capacity of the female mind for studies of the highest order cannot be doubted, having been sufficiently illustrated by its works of genius, of erudition, and of science.

I just love the sheer mess of New York.

When you're poor, you have nothing to lose and be afraid of. Holding onto the dream and having nothing to lose is what helped me succeed.

And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.

I learn to love the thing that has to be erased, the thing I may not be allowed to keep, sand that runs away beneath my running feet.

I've always loved to combine different scents to come up with my own unique thing.

A good song is a good song, and good musicians can play all different styles.

I love spring flowers: daffodils and hyacinths are the ultimate flower for me. They are the essence of spring.

A melancholy sound is in the air, A deep sigh in the distance, a shrill wail Around my dwelling. 'Tis the Wind of night.