They loved, and quarreled, and made up, and loved, and fought, and were true to each other and untrue. She made him the happiest man in the whole world and the most wretched, and after a few years she died, and then, when he was thirty, he died, too. But by that time Catullus had invented the love poem.

From principles is derived probability, but truth or certainty is obtained only from facts.

A movie camera is like having someone you have a crush on watching you from afar - you pretend it's not there.

The fact is that people are attracted to new work and by new work.

We do on stage things that are supposed to happen off. Which is a kind of integrity, if you look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.

Suicide is no more than a trick played on the calendar.

It would have been nice to have had unicorns.