There are three sides to every story: your side, my side, and the truth. And no one is lying. Memories shared serve each differently.

I am a dreamer of words, of written words. I think I am reading; a word stops me. I leave the page. The syllables of the word begin to move around. Stressed accents begin to invert. The word abandons its meaning like an overload which is too heavy and prevents dreaming. Then words take on other meanings as if they had the right to be young. And the words wander away, looking in the nooks and crannies of vocabulary for new company, bad company.

Gaston Bachelard

Last year I was diagnosed with osteoporosis. I was over 50, Caucasian, thin, small-framed, and I have it in my genetic history. It was almost a slam-dunk.

Sally Field

We have nothing in our history or position to invite aggression we have everything to beckon us to the cultivation of relations of peace and amity with all nations.

Franklin P. Adams

The art world is molting - some would say melting. Galleries are closing museums are scaling back.

Jerry Saltz

What does not satisfy when we find it, was not the thing we were desiring.

C.S. Lewis

I've never met a person I couldn't call a beauty.

Andy Warhol

Mistakes, scandals, and failures no longer signal catastrophe. The crucial thing is that they be made credible, and that the public be made aware of the efforts being expended in that direction. The ''marketing'' immunity of governments is similar to that of the major brands of washing powder.

Jean Baudrillard

A man who dares to waste one hour of his life has not discovered the value of life.

Charles Darwin

I'd never really been content with just churning out these slim volumes every three or four years. I've always tried to think of poetry as an active ingredient in the language rather than just something that appears between the covers of thin books.

Simon Armitage

In fact, though their acquaintance had been so short, they had guessed, as always happens between lovers, everything of any importance about each other in two seconds at the utmost, and it now remained only to fill in such unimportant details as what they were called; where they lived; and whether they were beggars or people of substance.

Virginia Woolf

Freedom in a commons brings ruin to all.

Garrett Hardin

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.

John Keats