The stupid things you say in the rain, that can't ever be washed away.

She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities. But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all.

Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.

Their love as a dragonfly, skimming over echo park, stoppin to visit the lotus. Eating dreams and drinking blue sky.

How right that the body changed over time, becoming a gallery of scars, a canvas of experience, a testament to life and one's capacity to endure it.

It's such a liability to love another person.

Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.

Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape.

Beauty was empty as a gourd, vain as a parakeet. But it had power. It smelled of musk and oranges and made you close your eyes in a prayer.

My world got very small, the way it always does when someone in your family is sick.

We are walking through a field of burning bushes, of the everyday heroes God puts in our lives.

The burning embers within me burst into flame / My body becomes a fire-lit torch. / Ho someone! Send for the mid-wife.

There are things we can do to give us a little more attention.... I've got to look more frantic.

The behaviour of President Bush on 11 September certainly gives rise to not unnatural suspicions.

What I said was, ‘the NSA does not voyeuristically pore through U.S. citizens’ e-mails.’ I stand by that.

I've never made a secret of the fact that I'd have loved to have children.

There remained the sea, which is free to all, and particularly alluring to those who feel themselves at war with humanity.

One doesn't generally look into mirrors when one is especially angry; one has better things to do, like pace the floor or throw things.

All literature is gossip.