If you're going to go through hell... I suggest you come back learning something.

It's only through listening that you learn, and I never want to stop learning.

I pray to be like the ocean, with soft currents, maybe waves at times. More and more, I want the consistency rather than the highs and the lows.

From my perspective, there's no reason to be afraid of aging, because if you age, you're lucky! The alternative is death.

Death row saved my life. It taught me everything is a luxury to be treasured.

The frail, vulnerable sounds of which we are capable seem to be essential to a later ability to roar like a lion without scaring everyone to death.

I suppose we need not go mourning the buffaloes. In the nature of things, they had to give place to better cattle, though the change might have been made without barbarous wickedness.

When love grows diseased, the best thing we can do is to put it to a violent death; I cannot endure the torture of a lingering and consumptive passion.