Once music ceases to be ephemeral - always disappearing - and becomes instead material... it leaves the condition of traditional music and enters the condition of painting. It becomes a painting existing as material in space not immaterial in time.

Moving on is a simple thing what it leaves behind is hard.

We hear the stories every day now: the father who puts on a suit every morning and leaves the house so his daughter doesn't know he lost his job the recent college grad facing up to the painful reality that the only door that's open to her after four years of study and a pile of debt is her parents'. These are the faces of the Obama economy.

To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

It is a sign of the times that the absence of meaningful ID requirements in many states leaves our voting process vulnerable to fraud and allows legal votes to be cancelled out by illegally cast ballots.

Henceforth the leaves of the tree of knowledge were for women and for the healing of the nations.

Every job leaves its residue a bit of extra knowledge a new skill-set.

Love takes up where knowledge leaves off.

Artificial Intelligence leaves no doubt that it wants its audiences to enter a realm of pure fantasy when it identifies one of the last remaining islands of civilization as New Jersey.

Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself.

In The Touch the love scenes are the same as they were in The Thorn Birds or anything else I've ever written. I find a way of saying that either it was heaven or hell but in a way that still leaves room for the reader to use their own imagination.

A discerning eye needs only a hint and understatement leaves the imagination free to build its own elaborations.

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

I'm not the type of guy who enjoys one-night stands. It leaves me feeling very empty and cynical. It's not even fun sexually. I need to feel something for the woman and entertain the vain hope that it may lead to a relationship.

The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.

A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher but he who goes from country to country guided by the blind impulse of curiosity is a vagabond.

That is the returning to God which in reality is never concluded on earth but yet leaves behind in the soul a divine home sickness which never again ceases.

The best history is but like the art of Rembrandt it casts a vivid light on certain selected causes on those which were best and greatest it leaves all the rest in shadow and unseen.

There is only one home to the life of a river-mussel there is only one home to the life of a tortoise there is only one shell to the soul of man: there is only one world to the spirit of our race. If that world leaves its course and smashes on boulders of the great void whose world will give us shelter?

Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind which are delivered down from generation to generation as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn.

Do not think of your faults still less of other's faults look for what is good and strong and try to imitate it. Your faults will drop off like dead leaves when their time comes.

Love seeks one thing only: the good of the one loved. It leaves all the other secondary effects to take care of themselves. Love therefore is its own reward.

In the future when Microsoft leaves a security-flaw in their code it won't mean that somebody hacks your computer. It will mean that somebody takes control of your servant robot and it stands in your bedroom doorway sharpening a knife and watching you sleep.

Never raise your hand to your children - it leaves your midsection unprotected.