You have to have short fingernails or they'd just break off, and you can't wear red polish - it looks like your fingers are bleeding.

The long days seduce all thought away, and we lie like the lizards in the sun, postponing our lives indefinitely.

It's not what happens to us that defines us. It's what we choose to do with what happens to us that defines us.

You have to be slightly blind to believe in any cause.

April 19 And now it is spring. Birds are singing. Wistful notes and jubilant. And bare streets and no need for coats, and skipping ropes and bicycles and a thin new moon.

All time is now, and time can do no better. Nothing can ever be more now than now, and before this nothing was.

I like to think that we’re not defined by what happens to us…because so many times they’re beyond our control. I like to think that we’re defined by our choices and our decisions.