“Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.”

The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved.

The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.

I want – I want – I want – was all that she could think about – but just what this real want was she did not know.

But no value has been put on human life; it is given to us free and taken without being paid for. What is it worth?

All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.

Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.

I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.

The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.

Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.

The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.

There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.

The closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else.

To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.

The writer by nature of his profession is a dreamer and a conscious dreamer. He must imagine, and imagination takes humility, love and great courage. How can you create a character without live and the struggle that goes with love?

She stood in front of the mirror a long time, and finally decided she either looked like a sap or else she looked very beautiful. One or the other.

It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.

We’ve been prepared to make the arguments for lowering corporation tax, which is all about encouraging risk takers, encouraging entrepreneurs.

I’ve been around a while. I kinda know these things.

Any time three New Yorkers get into a cab without an argument, a bank has just been robbed.

If I was freer than I had ever been in my life, I was not yet entirely free, for I still hung on to an idea that had been set deep in me by all my schooling so far:

Anyway, I just haven’t been able to find any humanity in any Republican candidate ever in my entire life.

Of any place that I have ever been to, it speaks such high volumes about God and creation.

I’ve been so lucky to work with such great people: people that are such hard workers and have such a respect and appreciation for one another.

For years the league has thought I’ve been on drugs. I would have burned out a long time ago if that was true.