To guide someone through the halls of hell is not the same as love.
Goodbye, I say, goodbye, as I disappear little by little into the middle of the middle of my own spectacular now
Life is spectacular. Forget the dark things. Take a drink and let time wash them away to where ever time washes away to.
It's superb to be out in the early, early morning before the sun comes up. There's this sense of being super-alive. You're in on a secret that all the dull, sleeping people don't know about. Unlike them, you're alert and aware of existing right here in this precise moment between what happened and what's going to happen.
The only way you're going to get something to last in this world is to work at it
Beauty’s all around me right here. It’s not in a textbook. It’s not in an equation. I mean, take the sunlight … The colors flow into your lungs, into your bloodstream. You are the colors.
Our whole society's a training ground for addicts.
Writing is a bit like being a god
You know you're grown up when summer is just a season.
Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed off the tall cliffs, the birds and the faeries lent him their voice and soon the tune drifted throughtout the garden.
What a wonderful faculty is memory! -- the most mysterious and inexplicable in the great riddle of life; that plastic tablet on which the Almighty registers with unerring fidelity the records of being, making it the depository of all our words, thoughts and deeds -- this faithful witness against us for good or evil.