Life

There has to be something other than keeping busy that gives human life value, because our society so often functions as if ‘productivity’ and/or ‘usefulness’ are the measures of human value, and — particularly for artists — this is deeply problematic. We shouldn’t given in.

Nothing you are choosing to do for yourself is worth the tears and feelings of dread every single morning. NOTHING.

Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.

I couldn't be a director because I couldn't put up with the actors. I don't have the patience. Why, I'd probably kill the actors. Not to mention some of the beautiful actresses.

It's too short,' she said, 'ever so much too short.' Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, half-way down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waters swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad.

An adventurous life does not necessarily mean climbing mountains, swimming with sharks, or jumping off cliffs. It means risking yourself by leaving a little piece of you behind in all those you meet along the way.

The show is called 'The Office,' and while it focuses on the people, the architecture of the space is very important.

My youth is like a scab: under it there is a wound that every day leaks blood. It disfigures me.

In my youth, I was always one for the dramatic entrance. Now, in keeping with my character, I gravitate more toward the subtle and refined. Okay, with the occasional feathered serpent thrown in.

I saw the world from the stars' point of view, and it looked unbearably lonely.

The moon shone upon his almost transparent hands, and Stephen saw that the nails were fearfully long and that the light shone through them.

The earth therefore is not Gods jurisdiction. It is man’ jurisdiction. The earth is man’s domain. Man therefore is responsible for what transpires here.

There is one invisible bridge for every one of us and death is the first step of it. On this side, there is life where there are questions and fear but on that other side of that bridge, there is a whole new world full of answers and peace.

In a curious failure of comprehension, I looked alertly about me for possible targets for all this artillery fire, not, apparently, realizing that it was actually ourselves that the enemy gunners were trying for all they were worth to hit.

Life can surprise you. You want something with every ounce of blood that flows in your veins, and then one day it's yours. Right there before you. Everything. You break out in a cold sweat with the undeniable realization that what you really want is home. Sometimes finding home is a long time coming. A long journey.

Life is you master, or death is.

I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop them from shaking. I sucked in a deep breath, held it, and marveled at my own transformation into a ridiculous ninny.

The worldly comforts are not for me. I am like a traveler, who takes a rest under a tree in the shade and then goes on his way.

Of course, errors are not good for a chess game, but errors are unavoidable and in any case, a game without errors, or as they say 'flawless game' is colorless.

The ground had opened up and spit out hell, Nell thought, and the detritus was Shiloh.