All humans are rogues. Cured only by death.
We demand privacy, yet we glorify those that break into computers.
Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.
Hope is a waking dream.
I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be; and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised.
They say you cannot love two people equally at once, she said. And perhaps for others that is so. But you and Will—you are not like two ordinary people, two people who might have been jealous of each...
Movement is knowledge. Art is perception
Whenever they are condemning weaves or breast implants, some people speak so passionately that their false teeth almost fall out.
The moral is the chosen, not the forced; the understood, not the obeyed. The moral is the rational, and reason accepts no commandments.
Even if it's being a Beatle for the rest of my life, it's still only a temporary thing.
A week is an eternity between lovers.