Where we choose to be, where we choose to be--we have the power to determine that in our lives. We cannot reel time backward or forward, but we can take ourselves to the place that defines our being.

Where there is a lack of other connections, of meaningful moments, in our lives, music can often full the gap.

Great minds may have cold hearts. Form but no color. It is an incompleteness. And so they are afraid of any woman who both thinks and feels deeply.

But I marry myself. I take my fate as within.

Pardon me, dear human self, capable of the most heinous degradation, capable of soaring.

If you remembered somebody was as real as yourself, how could you kill anybody?

Is beauty enhanced or adulterated by utility?