Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing

Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?

The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear

If you thought better of me, you would not be so surprised

To recongnize that the treachery of one member of a house does not taint all born within it

All paths are present, always... and we can but choose among them.

Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland

The harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played.

One must gauge one's trust carefully.

Prayer becomes religious when you try use it for something God never intended.

I think religion should be treated with ridicule, hatred and contempt, and I claim that right.

TV has made us get down to the nub and new films will begin to live up to what the medium can be.

A general State education is a mere contrivance for moulding people to be exactly like one another, and as the mould in which it casts them is that which pleases the dominant power in the government.

I want to be made better personally. That is the gig.

The environment I was raised in, you had to, to survive.

As a society, I think older women are marginalized, but I think that has changed so much in the last twenty years.

We are never more self-righteous than when giving up what we should have shunned all along.

Today it is not nearly enough to be a saint, but we must have the saintliness demanded by the present moment, a new saintliness, itself also without precedent.

comparing what you see during an eclipse to the darkness at night is like comparing an ocean to a teardrop.