There is none more beautiful than the lover of beauty.

Love is a weakness which converts even the strongest minds as its slave and makes them sing its tune.

All love stories are frustration stories. As are all stories about parents and children, which are also love stories, in Freud's view, the formative love stories. To fall in love is to be reminded of...

Personal truth differs from one person to the next, so how can truth itself be a constant? At least we can listen to each other in truth.

To put an arrogant 'famous' singer in her place: pretend to be deaf.

We're in Des Moines, Iowa today, were in Omaha, Nebraska yesterday and Boise, Idaho the day before. When we landed at the airport in Boise, from Portland, Oregon this lady from our plane came up from...

Keep a logical but open mind. What one may pass off as a psychological dysfunction could be a burst of imagination at its finest.

I am neither modern nor ancient - just contemporary, as every Guru was. If one is not relevant for today, what is the point?

Before my mom decided she was a lesbian, I thought lesbians were all these really nice, earthy, crunchy, let's smother you with our twenty extra pounds of lady love and fight the power people.

The thing about stone is you don't get to the heart of it. It stares back into you, its secret intact and inviolable.

From my new release, Cry for Me.This is Bryen talking."Stop it, T! I knew; my God I predicted you would do this! Start blaming yourself for the sins of my sick brother. He's left a stench of rottennes...

Even the littlest things were now a challenge, one I didn't understand.

Getting one of the weakness points of your enemies, could be your winning and your enemies' destruction

DON'T BE A FOLLOWER,NOR TRY TO BE A BORROWER,MEND UR WAY,EVEN IT TAKE A DAY,IF U WISH TO BE A WINNER,UR DREAMS SHOULD BE BIGGER.

Frank couldn't breathe underwater.But where was he?Percy turned in a full circle. Nothing. Then he glanced up. Hovering above him was a giant goldfish. Frank had turned -clothes, backpack, and all- in...

Percy: Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of a tradition, right?Annabeth: Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then we'll see.

What can I do in this situation?" The more we can ask such questions, the more we bring about changes where we are.

Just like life, it was over much too soon. And just like life, there weren't any answers. But like that one-in-an-eight-million great New York moment, I didn't need one. (Dark City Lights)

When I see you, I think "I wonder which face she sees when she looks into the mirror.

The only difference between a saint and a pervert is Hypocrisy.