The most important thing you do everyday you live is deciding not to kill yourself.

No one who lives in the sunlight of gratitude that things aren't worse makes a failure of his or her life.

History has shown that the less people read, the more books they buy.

O light! This the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.

And often he who has chosen the fate of the artist because he felt himself to be different soon realizes that he can maintain neither his art nor his difference unless he admits that he is like the others. The artist forges himself to the others, midway between the beauty he cannot do without and the community he cannot tear himself away from.

Suffering gives us no special rights.

That must be wonderful; I have no idea of what it means.