“Writing, at its best, is a lonely life.”

As a writer, you should not judge, you should understand.

A bottle of wine was good company.

If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

Live the full life of the mind, exhilarated by new ideas, intoxicated by the Romance of the unusual.

To be successful in writing, use short sentences.

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren’t with me I haven’t a thing in the world.

We’re stronger in the places that we’ve been broken.

The shortest answer is doing the thing.

Hunger is good discipline.

You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.

Fear of death increases in exact proportion to increase in wealth.

I’m tired of everybody. Please forgive me.

Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.

You must be prepared to work always without applause.

You must be prepared to work always without applause.

O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!

You just can’t believe how quickly things happen in football and the way life turns. I went from being the bad guy, the worst player who gets all the criticism, to being the player who makes the difference and scores the important goals.

What you believe, what you value, how you live – matters.

I turned against the left wing because they don’t like genetics, because genetics implies that sometimes in life we fail because we have bad genes. They want all failure in life to be due to the evil system.

I would say I grew without a doubt. My whole energy in life – as an artist and as a person – has definitely got me smarter and wiser.

Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.

When you have lived the life I’ve lived, when you’ve loved and suffered, and been madly happy and desperately sad — well, that’s when you realize you’ll never be able to set it all down. Maybe you’d rather die first.

If life is so meaningless, then why are we always bringing it up?