“Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.”

“This fellow is wise enough to play the fool;And to do that well craves a kind of wit:He must observe their mood on whom he jests,The quality of persons, and the time,And, like the haggard, check at every featherThat comes before his eye. This is a practiseAs full of labour as a wise man’s artFor folly that he wisely shows is fit;But wise men, folly-fall’n, quite taint their wit.”

“Listen, we’ll come visit you. Okay? I’ll dress up as William Shakespeare, Lucent as Emily Dickinson, and beautiful ‘Ray’ as someone dashing and manly like Jules Verne or Ernest Hemingway…and we’ll write on your white-room walls. We’ll write you out of your supposed insanity. I love you, Micky Affias.-James (from “Descendants of the Eminent”)”

“It’s easier for me to make sense of it that way than it is for me to face the other way—reality. And yet, those evil spirits that were unleashed—be they fake entities from a stupid carnival ride, or cruel malevolencies from dark spiritual chasms of our universe—have stayed with me all these years”

“Never to be squandered…..the miracle of another human being.”

“Under the greenwood tree,Who loves to lie with meAnd tune his merry note,Unto the sweet bird’s throat;Come hither, come hither, come hither.Here shall he seeNo enemyBut winter and rough weather.”

“Poetry, plays, novels, music, they are the cry of the human spirit trying to understand itself and make sense of our world.”

“It is rare for people to be asked the question which puts them squarely in front of themselves”

“I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.”