Old-growth forests met no needs. They simply were, in a way that bore no questions about purpose or value. They could not be created by men. They could not even be understood by men. They had too many...

High culture can never be obliterated as long as the species continues to produce individuals with the inclination and fortitude to pursue their interests and talents against the grain of the mass cul...

I create beautiful art, so I can look back on the life my body fell short of in such a way that it brings me peace.

You just wait.Soon, lovers all over the worldwill be reciting poems dedicated to you.This is my promise.

Never feel intimidated by defeat nor death, but rather intimidate life with your dreams.

Do you know what she did today?" He leaned confidentially across the table, pointing at the dishes in the sink. "She went to the market and left all the breakfast dishes there and said she'd do them l...

I've got one thing to say: I killed a lot of germans, and I'm only sorry I didn't kill more.

There is truly no other place bearing so much love as airports.

I was never really about the money. Every business I've ever started has been more of a curiosity and a kind of "What if...

Human being living at the level of biomass will comply with all standards and patterns that are required by the surroundings and society

I am not meant to be a biomass, I am a human being and I am born with a mission

See your hard times through the spectacles of your experiences. They, too, shall pass away.

A happy man eagerly awaits the rising of the sun.

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

I actually think sadness and darkness can be very beautiful and healing.

I'm fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.

When I do good, I feel good. When I do bad, I feel bad. That's my religion.

What does it mean to demonstrate in the streets, what is the significance of that collective activity so symptomatic of the twentieth century? In stupefaction Ulrich watches the demonstrators from the...

Water!' cried Marie.'Vinegar!' recommended the bell-boy.'Eu-de-Cologne!' said Bill.'Pepper!' said Lord Tidmouth.Mary had another suggestion.'Give her air!'So had the bell-boy.'Slap her hands!'Lord Tid...

Val turned, still naked, still impossibly beautiful. Only the gore spattered on his belly, chest, and arm, marred his perfection.He walked toward her and she couldn't help it. She backed away from him...