The truth is simple, you do not die from love. You only wish you did.

I believe that there's a force of life in the universe, and that when we're writing or making music or painting, we're likely to connect with that flow.

From Roman times to the present, Italy has been a country to fall in love with - a tribute to all that is enduring, crazy, pagan, joyous, melancholy, at once banal and divine, in the human spirit.

I think I've become more cynical about sex. Meaning, I don't think sex in and of itself leads to an epiphany.

Why do analysts always answer a question with a question?

Books go out into the world, travel mysteriously from hand to hand, and somehow find their way to the people who need them at the times when they need them ... Cosmic forces guide such passings-along.

It's important to know what you're going to spend your life on, and the only way you're going to find that is by connecting with the force inside yourself.