At night, time becomes a calm sea. It goes on for ever.

Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.

I've often found myself preferring second-rate people to supposedly superior people, simply and solely because of their uncontrollable tendency to bang themselves against the sides of life's vast lampshade like fireflies or moths.

Houses are for private living, for friends, and for dogs.

You should celebrate the end of a love affair as they celebrate death in New Orleans, with songs, laughter, dancing and a lot of wine.

I always believe things are going to work out.

What you call types of mind are only mental ages.