The truth is I love being alive. And I love feeling free. So if I can’t have those things then I feel like a caged animal and I’d rather not be in a cage. I’d rather be dead. And it’s real simple. And I think it’s not that uncommon.

If you want total security, go to prison. There you’re fed, clothed, given medical care and so on. The only thing lacking… is freedom.

Bread without flesh is a good diet, as on many botanical excursions I have proved. Tea also may easily be ignored. Just bread and water and delightful toil is all I need – not unreasonably much, yet one ought to be trained and tempered to enjoy life in these brave wilds in full independence of any particular kind of nourishment.

Men who are unhappy, like men who sleep badly, are always proud of the fact.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.

I don’t think that you can be prescriptive about anything, I mean, life is too complicated. Maybe there are novels where the author has not in the least thought about it in terms of film, which can be turned into good films.

It is a true rule that love is ever rewarded, either with the reciproque or with an inward and secret contempt.

I believe life is an intelligent thing: that things aren’t random.

All violent feelings have the same effect. They produce in us a falseness in all our impressions of external things, which I would generally characterize as the pathetic fallacy.

My wife and I are very affectionate.

Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.

Regarding life, the wisest men of all ages have judged alike: it is worthless.

I believe that my parents did wonderful things for us.

A broken heart is a very pleasant complaint for a man in London if he has a comfortable income.

Life is never fair, and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not.

Life, an age to the miserable, and a moment to the happy.

Even the rich are hungry for love, for being cared for, for being wanted, for having someone to call their own.

Freedom conceives that the mind and spirit of man can be free only if he be free to pattern his own life, to develop his own talents, free to earn, to spend, to save, to acquire property as the security of his old age and his family.

If I get married, I want to be very married.

Which death is preferably to every other? ‚The unexpected‘.

The degree of one’s emotions varies inversely with one’s knowledge of the facts.

I can say I’d honestly rather be happy than have 30 to 40 songs that I’ve written about these thrilling, exciting, horrible, unhappy times.

Children begin by loving their parents; after a time they judge them; rarely, if ever, do they forgive them.

The greatest gift that you can give to others is the gift of unconditional love and acceptance.

Love and desire are the spirit’s wings to great deeds.

History does not long entrust the care of freedom to the weak or the timid.

A lot of the time when I write about the person that I love, I feel like I’m writing about New York.

Each life is made up of mistakes and learning, waiting and growing, practicing patience and being persistent.

All women have a perception much more developed than men. So all women somehow, being repressed for so many millennia, they ended up by developing this sixth sense and contemplation and love. And this is something that we have a hard time to accept as part of our society.

It’s not possible to stop love.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Kissing someone is pretty intimate, actually very intimate, and your heart always kind of skips a beat before you do that.

Man’s only true happiness is to live in hope of something to be won by him. Reverence something to be worshipped by him, and love something to be cherished by him, forever.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

People are underestimating the force of angry kids.

Everything passes. Nobody gets anything for keeps. And that’s how we’ve got to live.

If you want to give up the admiration of thousands of men for the distain of one, go ahead, get married.

Gays are some of the nicest, kindest, most loving people in the world.

I like the way the stories of my relationships sound to music more than the way they look in print, in gossip columns or in me talking about them in interviews. I think it’s a better way of telling the stories.

Death is acceptable only if it represents the physically necessary passage toward a union, the condition of a metamorphosis.

Never forget the three powerful resources you always have available to you: love, prayer, and forgiveness.

Maria is the best reason to come home.

I have spent my life going from mania to mania. Somehow it has all paid off.

The joy and love that I get from playing football are unbelievable. It is such a feeling that I want to give everything that I have got. I just enjoy it, I am living a life that I never even dreamt of.

Life is short, the art long.

Above all, we must realize that no arsenal, or no weapon in the arsenals of the world, is so formidable as the will and moral courage of free men and women. It is a weapon our adversaries in today’s world do not have.

I would rather be exposed to the inconveniences attending too much liberty than those attending too small a degree of it.

Reality has a way of intruding. Reality eventually intrudes on everything.

Judge Afiuni has suffered enough. She has been subject to acts of violence and humiliations to undermine her human dignity. I am convinced that she must be set free.

Peoples do not defy repression and death, nor do they remain for nights on end protesting energetically, just because of merely formal matters.

Freedom is absolutely necessary for the progress in science and the liberal arts.

The best book, like the best speech, will do it all – make us laugh, think, cry and cheer – preferably in that order.

Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.

If life gives you limes, make margaritas.

When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

There, in the chords and melodies, is everything I want to say. The words just jolly it along. It’s always been my way of expressing what, for me, is inexpressible by any other means.

If you stop struggling, then you stop life.

It is a common saying, and in everybody’s mouth, that life is but a sojourn.

Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering – and it’s all over much too soon.