I am deeply convinced that happiness does not exist in this world.

When I was a kid, my mom used to run the vacuum cleaner, and the noise would bother me so much that I would run into the woods to calm down. I feel like that vacuum cleaner has been on since I moved to New York City.

Steve Burns

Songs remain. They last...A song can last long after the events and the people in it are dust and dreams and gone. That's the power of songs.

Neil Gaiman

I've learned that every working mom is a superwoman.

Uma Thurman

I am here because there is no refuge,Finally, from myself,Until I confront myself in the eyesAnd hearts of others, I am running.Until I suffer them to share my secrets,I have no safety from them.Afraid to be known, I can know neither myselfNor any others; I will be alone.Where else but on this common ground,Can I find such a mirror?Here, together, I can at last appearClearly to myself,Not as the giant of my dreams,Not the dwarf of my fears,But as a person, part of a whole,With my share in its purpose.In this ground, I can take root and grow.Not alone anymore, as in death,But alive, to my self and to others.

Richard Beauvais, Pledge, writte

Altogether, Olympia thinks the sight of herself satisfactory, but not beautiful: a smile is missing, a certain light about the eyes. For how very different a woman will look when she has happiness, Olympia knows, when her beauty emanates from a sense of well-being or from knowing herself to be greatly loved. Even a plain woman will attract the eye if she is happy, while the most elaborately coiffed and bejeweled woman in a room, if she cannot summon contentment, will seem to be merely decorative.

Anita Shreve

As for America, it is the ideal fruit of all your youthful hopes and reforms. Everybody is fairly decent, respectable, domestic, bourgeois, middle-class, and tiresome. There is absolutely nothing to revile except that it's a bore.

Henry Adams

I shall try to tell the truth, but the result will be fiction.

Katherine Anne Porter

I worry that, especially as the Millennium edges nearer, pseudo-science and superstition will seem year by year more tempting, the siren song of unreason more sonorous and attractive.

Carl Sagan, The DemonHaunted Wor

'Castle' is a guy living in a fantasy world. He's in his imagination, writing these stories of murder.

Nathan Fillion

Death twitches my ear. Live, he says, I am coming.

Virgil

My type of humor is almost pure identification. A housewife reads my column and says, 'But that's happened to ME! I know just what she's talking about!'

Erma Bombeck

Politics is not the art of the possible. It consists in choosing between the disastrous and the unpalatable.

John Kenneth Galbraith