I was told to challenge every spiritual teacher every world leader to utter the one sentence that no religion no political party and no nation on the face of the earth will dare utter: 'Ours is not a better way ours is merely another way.

My relationship to reality has been so utterly skewed for so long that I don't even notice it any more. It's just my reality.

There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.

I don't have a bad relationship. I'm 48 years old. I think life is too short for that. To me life is... you open the shutters you see the dogs outside you look left you look right in what a second and a half? And that's a life.

'Yes' is a far more potent word than 'no' in American politics. By adopting the positions which animate the political agenda for the other side one can disarm them and leave them sputtering with nothing to say.

Free speech is not to be regulated like diseased cattle and impure butter. The audience that hissed yesterday may applaud today even for the same performance.

But poetry is a way of language it is not its subject or its maker's background or interests or hobbies or fixations. It is nearer to utterance than history.

Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth - the true poet is very near the oracle.

In 'The King's Speech ' patriotism is utterly contained within a historical moment the third of September 1939 where the aggressor is clear the fight is clear it hasn't become complicated over time.

The elusive nature of love... it can be such a fleeting thing. You see it there and it's just fluttering and it's gone.

There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.

The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.

So far as I know anything worth hearing is not usually uttered at seven o'clock in the morning and if it is it will generally be repeated at a more reasonable hour for a larger and more wakeful audience.

I'm a total protein shake junkie nerd. I get creative every morning - you never know what you're gonna get in my shake... fruit? Peanut butter? Ice-cream?

It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops and barred windows and deserted avenues.

I have a Viking stove. The color is butter lemon and I had to wait several months for it because that color wasn't available and I really wanted butter lemon! But I don't know that it's seriously ever been cooked on. I mean I make tea every morning. Does that count?

One thing I've very quickly learned is that if you wake up every morning worrying about what's in the press you would go completely and utterly potty.

One thing that happens when you're pregnant is that as your stomach starts to stretch. It itches! So I have to keep my belly really lubricated. Every morning there's a buttering ceremony after I get out of the shower. It's really like basting a turkey with body butter.

A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning as if supported by the rays of the sun a bird settled on the fire escape joy in the task of coffee joy accompanied me as I walked.

When I was 11 my friend's mom made a peanut butter sandwich. I ate the sandwich and was like 'I'm never eating anything else again.' And I still eat peanut butter every day. I would put peanut butter on a steak.

My mom used to make everything. She had a great garden and composted and made everything from scratch - peanut butter bread jelly everything. I don't know how she did it because all those things take time and love and labour. I only do half the stuff she does - but there's still time.

Men ought either to be indulged or utterly destroyed for if you merely offend them they take vengeance but if you injure them greatly they are unable to retaliate so that the injury done to a man ought to be such that vengeance cannot be feared.

It is unbecoming for young men to utter maxims.