He was not oppressed by a crowd because in the midst of all the hullabaloo he always found a quiet place for his soul.

It's going to go away because we all need silence. We all need time to reflect and think. I am not at all pessimistic about this.

You can't find someone who doesn't want to be found.

If this world is going to be a better place for our grandchildren and great-grandchildren, it will be women who make it so.

For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.

Perhaps we are in this world to search for love, find it and lose it, again and again. With each love, we are born anew, and with each love that ends we collect a new wound. I am covered with proud scars.

Dying is not easy. It's a very hard transition.