Everything in life is a metaphor.

I'm an average person. Is just that I like reading.

What gave money its true meaning was its dark-night namelessness, its breathtaking interchangeability.

Strong and independent? I’m neither. I’m just being pushed along by reality, whether I like it or not.

sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it. I doubt if I can really love anybody.

Even castles in the sky can do with a fresh coat of paint.

If you want to talk about something new, you have to make up a new kind of language.