Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.' You won't believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
Dance first. Think later. It's the natural order.
You're on earth. There's no cure for that.
Nothing is more real than nothing.
We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
Perhaps that's what I feel, an outside and an inside and me in the middle, perhaps that's what I am, the thing that divides the world in two, on the one side the outside, on the other the inside, that can be as thin as foil, I'm neither one side nor the other, I'm in the middle, I'm the partition, I've two surfaces and no thickness, perhaps that's what I feel, myself vibrating, I'm the tympanum, on the one hand the mind, on the other the world, I don't belong to either.
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
People are bloody ignorant apes.
And what I have, what I am, is enough, was always enough for me, and as far as my dear little sweet little future is concerned I have no qualms, I have a good time coming.
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
If you don't know where you are currently standing, you're dead.
Yes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of.
The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.
To restore silence is the role of objects.
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