Beauty is like success: we can't love it for long.
I'm tired and I'm sick to death of being without you.
Childhood was the germ of all mistrust. You were cruelly joked upon and then you cruelly joked. You lost the remembrance of pain through inflicting it.
At one with the One, it didn't mean a thing besides a glass of Guinness on a sunny day.
I've caught belief like a disease. I've fallen into belief like I fell in love.
Ordinary life goes on--that has saved many a man's reason.