The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.
I don't like Los Angeles. The people are awful and terribly shallow, and everybody wants to be famous but nobody wants to play the game. I'm from New York. I will kill to get what I need.
The truth no matter how hard it is to bear, must be accepted and confronted head on because it is real. Businesses and people who accept truth soar.
People and institutions that refuse to admit error eventually discredit themselves.
Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.
Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires...
Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.
I used to wonder if it was God's plan that I should be alone for so much of my life. But I found peace. I found happiness within people and the world.
Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life.
I find no importance in showing others that I am happy; it's not important to me that they know or think that I am happy but what is important to me is that I am happy. I am interested in being happy,...
Dream while others are sleeping. Dare while others are wishing. Do while others are talking. Deliver while others are quitting.