The ordinary-sized stuff which is our lives, the things people write poetry about—clouds—daffodils—waterfalls—what happens in a cup of coffee when the cream goes in—these things are full of mystery, as mysterious to us as the heavens were to the Greeks.

I used to tell John my dreams, not to understand them but to get rid of them, clear my mind for the day.

Only when a book is written out of passion is there much hope of its being read with passion.

On the one hand, we&#39;ll never experience childbirth. On the other hand, we can open all our own jars.

Written By Bruce Willis

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