The old are a regular subject for sympathy.

Perhaps all adult life was an attempt to keep alight the fires that burned when you were young.

One thing a death will do is make you reflect on how many kinds of love there are to be experienced in the world.

The world holds no trace of what happens in it unless we carve it in with violence or concrete.

Every bar in the scores of ourselves is already into memory into imagination, even as we play it out. We might as well listen.

That's how it is with a thing like grief as well. It lies oil slick over everything you do. It will pour out through the gaps in the most ordinary afternoons.

I had killed our careful relationship by driving my tongue through its heart and pushing it off a cliff.

The most fragile, unhappy people destine themselves to live lives of constantly reminding themselves to be happy.

Admiral Spartan thinks that the object must be exposed and penetrated with all possible speed.

The other day I was playing Scrabble. I saw that I could close the space in D-E- -Y. I had an N and an F. Which do you think I chose? What was the word I made?

Success in war was the only success that counted; failure was a disgrace to be wiped out only by starting another war and winning it.

It is a mysterious thing, the loss of faith—as mysterious as faith itself.

Our knowledge of physics only takes us back so far. Before this instant of cosmic time, all the laws of physics or chemistry are as evanescent as rings of smoke.

As a kid, I loved Godot because of the poetry and the humor and the strangeness, but then as you get older, its much more resonant.

Everything is designed to help you sell out.

We had more great times than bad times together, but they've moved on, I've moved on. I have a new team now and I have a new focus.