Your flesh is killing your spirit. You have forsaken yourself.

any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.

Wherever I go, I will speak of you with love.

You must be careful with kindness. It's usually mistaken for weakness by stupid people.

Of course it’s the apparently tranquil periods that deceive us. Though our instruments or our senses or our wits may not be able to see the processes that are leading toward these clusters of events, they’re happening. The star, the wheel, the butterfly—all are in a subtle state of unrest, waiting for the moment when some invisible mechanism signals that the time has come. Then the star explodes; the wheel makes poor men rich; the butterfly mates and dies.

Give me B movies or give me death!

I can see in your eyes that there’s no seam of untapped joy left in you. The best of life has come and gone. Those days when sudden epiphanies swept over you, and you had visions of the rightness of all things and of your place amongst them; they’re history. You’re in a darker place now.