Work as joy, inaccessible to the psychologists.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

Start with what is right rather than what is acceptable.

Just because your doctor has a name for your condition, doesn't mean he knows what it is.

Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.

It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves.

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

I am free and that is why I am lost.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.

People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as 'nauseatingly miserable beyond repair'.

Live, not just for livingLive, not just for gettingLive for the beauty of lovingLive for the joy of giving.

We never accept the unaccepted, that which makes us uncomfortable. We love to ignore things till they can no longer be ignored.

Fatigues and hardships serve to wean me more from the earth, and will make heaven sweeter.

Safety tip. When you see smoke run, never wait for fire.

I'm not a singer. In 'Bye Bye Birdie, ' I think I was the sad girl who sits on the park bench during 'Put on a Happy Face.'

You don’t have to have vision to be a visionary

I can still play this game at a high level; I've proven that. I want to be home. I want to be close to my family. I want to be close to my foundation and my business interests.

I have known men who could see through the motivations of others with the skill of a clairvoyant; only to prove blind to their own mistakes. I have been one of those men.

Whatever the reason you're on Mars, I'm glad you're there, and I wish I was with you.

Canada is a sweet country. It is like your retarded cousin you see at Thanksgiving and sort of pat him on the head. You know, he's nice, but you don't take him seriously. That is Canada.