We are not born to survive. Only to live.

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

From what we cannot hold the stars are made.

Your absence has gone through me

come back believer in shade believer in silence and elegance believer in ferns believer in patience believer in the rain

On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree

We are asleep with compasses in our hands.

I say to my breath once again, little breath come from in front of me, go away behind me, row me quietly now, as far as you can, for I am an abyss that I am trying to cross.

Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time.

The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.

Now all my teachers are dead except silence.

If the people reveal God, He will change the heart of the king of that country

Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain causes eyes to sparkle cheeks to glow blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.

Reason is a harmonising, controlling force rather than a creative one.

I don't know how it is, but the Germans are amazed at me and I am amazed at them for finding anything to be amazed about.

Hard work and a proper frame of mind prepare you for the lucky breaks that come along -- or don't.

First of all, I would like to clear the air on one thing. Alison has slept with more men than Amanda; Sydney has slept with more men than Amanda; I think Matt has slept with more men than Amanda.

The most dangerous of our impulses reign in ourselves against ourselves. To dissolve them is a creative act.

If I could say it, I would not have to dance it.

There is a strong tendency to get used to and accept very bad things that would be shocking if seen with fresh eyes.

All truths wait in all things,/They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it