“Have you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?”

“All you men still have the Victorian hangover. I suppose you think woman’s place is in the home, too?” “Not my home.”

“Once you have been tortured, you can never belong in this world. There is no place that ever be your home.”

“You have to forget about what other people say, when you're supposed to die, or when you're supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things. You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.”

“If you're here for four more years or four more weeks, you're here right now. I think when you're somewhere, you ought to be there. It's not about how long you stay in a place, it's about what you do while you're there, and when you go, is that place any better for your having been there?”

“You can go other places, all right - you can live on the other side of the world, but you can't ever leave home”