Why am I afraid to dance, I who love music and rhythm and grace and song and laughter? Why am I afraid to live, I who love life and the beauty of flesh and the living colors of the earth and sky and sea? Why am I afraid to love, I who love love?

Curiosity killed the cat.

We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it.

Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

Take some wood and canvas and nails and things. Build yourself a theater, a stage, light it, learn about it. When you've done that you will probably know how to write a play.

When you're 50 you start thinking about things you haven't thought about before. I used to think getting old was about vanity - but actually it's about losing people you love. Getting wrinkles is trivial.

You said they had found the secret of happiness because they had never heard that love can be a sin.