God made man to go by motives, and he will not go without them, any more than a boat without steam or a balloon without gas.
The greatest mystery is unsheathed reality itself.
The excursion is the same when you go looking for your sorrow as when you go looking for your joy.
Human life is fiction's only theme.
One place understood helps us understand all places better
People are mostly layers of violence and tenderness wrapped like bulbs, and it is difficult to say what makes them onions or hyacinths.
It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were not natural wonders, coming up of themselves like grass. Yet regardless of where they come from, I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them - with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself. Still illiterate, I was ready for them, committed to all the reading I could give them.
In the end, when you're writing a really good song, it strikes the right tone.
There is a gigantic difference between earning a great deal of money and being rich.
Everybody experiences reality in a way that's only true for them.
I reckon that Stonehege was build by the contemporary equivalent of Microsoft, whereas Avebury was definitely an Apple circle.