...all his longings came out as a kind of disdain for what he longed for.

The worse they are the more they see beauty in each other.

I like things to reverberate, to be suggestive.

What the problem was was this colossal redundancy, the squandering of brilliant technique on cheap material.

The great wisdom for writers, perhaps for everybody, is to come to understand to be at one with their own tempo.

she kept sliding down, in small half-willing surrenders, till she was a heap, with the book held tiringly above her face.

There was the noise itself, which he thought of vaguely as the noise of classical music, sameish and rhetorical, full of feelings people surely never had

He wanted pure compliments, just as he wanted unconditional love.

I was rather a goody-goody as a child... It was only later on I discovered that you could be naughty and get away with it.

Now that I had actually made love, more astonishingly now that I had been made love to, the fantasies were subtly undermined.

To apologize for what you most wanted to do, to concede that it was obnoxious, boring, 'vulgar and unsafe' --- that was the worst thing.

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

When we feel, a kind of lyric is sung in our heart. When we think, a kind of music is played in our mind. In harmony, both create a beautiful symphony of life.

I've never lost track of what I stand for and what I believe in. I'm proud of that.

But it is clear that the price of labour has no necessary connection with the price of food, since it depends entirely on the supply of labourers compared with the demand.

A blind man. I can stare at him ashamed, shameless. Or does he know it? No, he is in a great solitude. O, strange joy, to gaze my fill at a stranger's face. No, my thirst is greater than before.

Managers don't have as much leverage as they used to have. We can't really be the boss.

My whole life, I had been taught to read and study, to seek understanding in knowledge of history, of cultures.

I'm growing as a person, so everything around me is changing.

Go where no one's gone and leave a trail of excellence behind you.

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift.