When I was walking in the mountains with the Japanese man and began to hear the water, he said, 'What is the sound of the waterfall?' 'Silence,' he finally told me.

I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.

The heart lies to itself because it must.

We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.

We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.

Everyone forgets Icarus also flew.

I believe that Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph.

Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies up again taking us with her.

Why do so manysettle for so little? I don't understand why they're not greedy for what's inside them.

WAKING AT NIGHT The blue river is grey at morning and evening. There is twilight at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark wondering if this quiet in me now is a beginning or an end.

We are all burning in time, but each is consumed at his own speed.

Many a man who falls in love with a dimple makes the mistake of marrying the whole girl.

Life has no limits. We are limited by our expectations.

They say President Wilson has blundered. Perhaps he has but I notice he usually blunders forward.

Ultimately, who you choose to be in a relationship with and what you do in your bedroom is your business.

Spanish Explorers celebrated Christmas in 1539 in the area we now know as the State of Florida.

Sweet cream on an ice cream sandwich!

It's a sin to have your films not to make money.

For young people always begin by loving exaggeration, that infirmity of noble minds.

Make your mark in New York and you are a made man.

Those who do not have faith in others will not be able to stand on their own.