I've got a terrible memory; it's probably because I'm always concentrating on what I'm doing now.
Romance goes like this: Boy gets girl. Boy loses girl. Boy gets girl again. The end. It can't be any other way.
But really, if you ask me, there is only one kid of plot. One. Stuff happens. That's it.
It occurred to me that a lot of beauty has to do with believing it yourself. That half of what we see is just the way it is presented.
When I write, I can be heard. And known. But nobody has to look at me. Nobody has to see me at all.
All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell," he says, and he is talking as if he is talking only to me. "Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.
Why do people want everyone to act just like they do? Talk like they do. Look like they do. Act like they do. And if you don't— If you don't, people make the assumption that you do not FEEL what they feel. And then they make the assumption— That you must not feel anything at all.
I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound of the same wave eating away at the world
The toughest thing about being a celebrity, I suppose, is being polite when I don't want to be.
That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?
Every document, apparently ancient, coming from the proper repository or custody, and bearing on its face no evident marks of forger, the law presumes to be genuine, and devolves on the opposing party the burden of proving it to be otherwise.