There are hurts so deep that one cannot reach them or heal them with words.

I make money using my brains and lose money listening to my heart. But in the long run my books balance pretty well.

[My stories were] an excuse for making pictures.

... nothing ever dies that's worth remembering.

Nothing fine and noble will ever perish from the earth as long as there are hearts to remember.

For yesterday and for all tomorrows, we dance the best we know

There are hurts so deep that one cannot reach them or heal them with words.