The trouble with happiness is that it never notices itself.

We often take for granted the very things that most deserve our gratitude.

What we remember from childhood we remember forever - permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen.

After a certain number of years, our faces become our biographies.

To want to be what one can be is purpose in life.

If we had to say what writing is, we would have to define it essentially as an act of courage.

Is there a word more passionate than passion? Obsession, total immersion, the feeling that everything else doesn't matter.

To imagine the unimaginable is the highest use of the imagination

In saying what is obvious, never choose cunning. Yelling works better.

The power of language, it seems to me, is the only kind of power a writer is entitled to.

Traveling is seeing; it is the implicit that we travel by.

My only sketch profile of heaven is a large blue sky and larger than the biggest I have seen in June-and in it are my friends-every one of them.

Never contradict anybody.

I am not like other people. I am burning in hell. The hell of myself.

Have you ever known anyone who was happy? And was still in his right mind, I mean.

For me, the more I understand the story of others, the greater I am able to learn and help other people.

one day anyone died i guess (and noone stooped to kiss his face) busy folk buried them side by side little by little and was by was

His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never be equality in the servants' hall.

I think the big news there - most post-menopausal women I know are not celibate.

Whatever our dreams, ideas, or projects, we plant a seed, nurture it -- and then reap the fruits of our labors.

I want to help people to not feel alone, like I feel and have felt for so long. Everybody's just trying their best. I guess I'm like an anti-star.