We are pushed towards eternal silence from the moment we are born. So when sadness tries to stifle us, we must not give in. We must keep whispering.

You need to spend time crawling alone through shadows to truly appreciate what it is to stand in the sun.

Time spent doing whatever it is you do to escape your daily life would be better spent acquiring a life that needs no escape.

At some point your candle will go out, so make use of the light.

It shouldn't take a life-changing event to spark change in your life.

I have often believed the pen to be a needle, and ink to be a thread. Each story is an intricately woven tapestry and with each word I invariably sew a piece of myself into the page.

It shouldn't take a life-changing event for you to change your life.

I may be going nowhere, but what a ride.

And the man who dreamt of flight has tripped and fallen in a hole.

We are more than the person who wakes each day. We are the dreams of the previous night and the nightmares of the week before.

The death of a lesser man is the death of all those who believe themselves to be greater.

Tact is an ability to live in the midst of ugliness without getting ugly.

...she felt as if her entire body were glowing with the taste of sunlight, of wind blowing in wide spaces and trees reaching their burdened arms to boundless skies.

Jesus doesn’t lead you out of your day, He leads you into it.

I'm obsessed with the 1920s, everything from the style to the lifestyle. It was a really cool era.

The house has to please everyone, contrary to the work of art which does not. The work is a private matter for the artist. The house is not.

You can't have the capitalist system if an increasing number of people think it is unjust.

And you know, almost in a perverse way, I wish it had been undue influence because we know how to correct that. We get rid of the people who, in fact, were exercising that.

I'm not an exhibitionist. But, honestly, for my art I'll do anything almost. I'll go there.

And they that rule in England, in stately conclaves met, alas, alas for England they have no graves as yet.

I cannot count the good people I know who to my mind would be even better if they bent their spirits to the study of their own hungers.