Home is where you feel at home. I'm still looking.

It is the want to know the end that makes us believe in God, or witchcraft, believe, at least, in something

The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love, having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface.

She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox.

I'm one of the world's greatest pencil sharpeners.

With one exception everybody who has ever been involved with me is still a great friend of mine.

Love should be allowed. I’m all for it. Now that I’ve got a pretty good idea what it is.