The search for God is indeed, an entirely personal undertaking. . . . the most audacious adventure that one can dare.
Never too late to learn some embarrassingly basic, stupidly obvious things about oneself.
A notorious inability to express emotions makes human beings the only animals capable of suicide.
Dreams reveal we never quite get 'over' anything: it's all still in there somewhere.
The fear of saying something stupid (which stupid people never have) has censored far more good ideas than bad ones.
Only by declaring a book completely finished can one start to see how much remains to be done on it.
What am I supposed to do here? What am I supposed to think?
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, the matter to digest, to cull fit phrases, and reject the rest.
Enthusiasm is the divine particle in our composition: with it we are great, generous, and true; without it, we are little, false, and mean.
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.
They asked me why I was wearing heels, and I said, I'm trying to hide my ass. They gave me a prosthetic behind.