Life

O, the sheer magnificence of words that come together like waves upon a beach, each telling its own story is a life worthy to be read.

I looked up, it was the first drop of rain.Tearing through the clouds, screaming as it did.For all this effort, it had to head towards the drain,So I looked up and caught it in my eye instead.

I'm not a body with a soul, I'm a soul that has a visible part called the body.

The cafe was called Tattoos. The fella who owned it didn't have any tattoos... But we never saw his wife.

So, my sweet, did it put the fun into funeral?

I will indulge my sorrows, and give way to all the pangs and fury of despair.

You cannot stay at the same level as when you first practiced your truth, life won't let you.

...Quality of life lies in knowledge, in culture. Values are what constitute true quality of life, the supreme quality of life, even above food, shelter and clothing.

Follow your dreams Bailey. Be they Harvard or somehing else entirely. No matter what that father of yours says, or how loudly he might say it. He forgets that he was someone's dream once, himself.

Don't make me cover your face with a pillow until you see my side of things.'Isn't that called murder?

He wished he could have roots spreading under every inch of his lost soil, his beloved lost home, that he could have been part of something, that he could have been himself, walking down the road not taken, living a life in context and not the migrant's hollow journey that had been his fate.

A gun. I had been brought down by a gun. It was practically comical. Cheaters, I thought.

Every human being has divinity encased within its spirit and it is the task of its creator as well as itself to set it free. No human being is an end product, every being still breathing is a creation still under creation.

To my mind, 'Dear Brutus' stands halfway between Shakespeare's 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' and Stephen Sondheim and James Lapine's 'Into the Woods'. Like them, it is a play about enchantment and disillusion, dreams and reality.

There was a silence. Elliot was surprised, because he would have thought the sound of every atom in his body exploding with indignation might make some noise.

The germ of creation lies in violence.

I hasten to laugh at everything, for fear of being obliged to weep.

I stopped hating and started just being. My whole life, I had been the most defensive person you'd meet, unable to tolerate any criticism. But now I started listening and being.

There's something about sports. You can be setting fire to cats and burying them in your backyard, but as long as you're playing team sports, people think you're okay.

In my heart of hearts, I'm a character actress, whereas other people play their one strength.