“The name of a person you love is more than language.”

The world is a funny paper read backwards. And that way it isn’t so funny.

Friends are God’s way of apologizing to us for our families

All your Western theologies, the whole mythology of them, are based on the concept of God as a senile delinquent.

Don’t you think there is always something unspoken between two people?

Whomever I love and am with most of the time, or whomever I remember most vividly. I think that’s true of everyone, don’t you?

And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors.

Men don’t want anything they get too easy. But on the other hand, men lose interest quickly.

To be free is to have achieved your life.

A blindness to what is going on in each other’s hearts.

The woman spread her legs, and made me look between them. All I could see was something that looked like a dyin’ orchid; consequently, I have never been comfortable around women or orchids.

All good art is an indiscretion.

Deliberate cruelty is not forgiveable. It is the most unforgiveable thing in my opinion, and the one thing in which I have never, ever been guilty.

What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it’s curved like a road through mountains.

All creative work, all life in a sense, is a cri de coeur.

Oh, you weak, beautiful people who give up with such grace.

If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

There is no swifter route to the corruption of thought than through the corruption of language.

You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.

You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love.

There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal.

Mathematics is the language in which God has written the universe.

Political language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.