It was demeaning to scrape affection from virtually everyone you encountered. That was immature.

Everything has to evolve or else it perishes.

What I mean is, I love winter, and when you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love.

It is a sad day when one looks back and sees that his largest regrets have become some of the most integral elements of his dreams.

Teenagers today are more free to be themselves and to accept themselves.

There are special, strange gifted people in the world and they have to be treated with understanding

This was the tree, and it seemed to me standing there to resemble those men, the giants of your childhood, whom you encounter years later and find that they are not merely smaller in relation to your growth, but they are absolutely smaller, shrunken by age. In this double demotion the old giants have become pygmies while you were looking the other way.