Andrew Davidson quotes:

Accidents ambush the unsuspecting, often violently, just like love.

If you listen to the wind very carefully, you'll be able to hear me whisper my love for you.

You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

Vanity is both a great motivator and a great deceiver.

Heaven is an idea constructed by man to help him cope with the fact that life on earth is both brutally short and, paradoxically, far too long.

Talking with the mouth of a beast won't ease your pain.

Perhaps there are just some things you leave behind when you choose a new life.

Only a man unable to handle the actual world would create another one in which to hide.

Coincidentally, a good age for a Japanese girl is younger than twenty five, because that's when she turns into a 'Christmas Cake'. Christmas cakes, as everyone knows, are desirable before the twenty fifth but afterward quickly become stale and are put on the shelf.

It doesn't matter how fast you move, I learned, if you never go anywhere.

The urge is always with me to retouch yesterday's canvas with today's paintbrush and cover the things that fill me with regret,

I could hear the hiss of various gases escaping the engine and the tires still spinning outside, above, and there was the creak of metal settling as the car stopped rocking, a pathetic turtle on its back.

Everything burns if the flame is hot enough. The world is nothing but a crucible.

I am not a hero in soul and never will be, but I am better than I was. Or so I tell myself; and for now, that is enough.

You are mine,I am yours; you may be sure of this. You've been locked inside my heart, the key has been thrown away; within it, you must always stay.

Love is as strong as death, as hard as hell.

If you cannot love the pain, you can at least love the lessons it teaches

You'll swoop from incredible highs when you're just glad to be alive, to those lows when you wish you were dead. And just when you start thinking that you've accepted who you are, that changes, too. Because who you are is not permanent

Who would have guessed that the monster of fraud was a democracy?

There was a brief moment of weightlesssness: a balancing point between air and earth, dirt and heaven. How strange, I thought, how like the moment between sleeping and falling when everything is beautifully surreal and nothing is corporeal. How like floating towards completion. But as often happens in that time between existing in the world and fading into dreams, this moment over the edge ended with the ruthless jerk back to awareness.

There's a gentle sigh which descends like billowing silk upon the soul that accepts its coming death. It's a gentle pocket of air in the turbulence of everyday life... the silk settles around you as if it has been drifting towards the earth forever and has finally found it's target. The flag of defeat has been mercifully dropped and, in this action, the loss is not so bad. Defeat itself is defeated by the embrace of defeat, and death is swallowed up in victory.

I envy all suffering, because suffering is necessary to become spiritually beautiful.

The true master knows that if he had a God he could understand, he would never hold Him to be God.

That which is painful sharpens one's love.

Things should be judged by distance traveled rather than by current position.

With every fragment of rock that fall from me, I can hear the voice of Marianne Engle. I love you. Aishiteru. Ego amo te. Ti amo. Eg elska pig. Ich liebe dich. It is moving across time, coming to me in every language of the world, and it sounds like pure love.

I am not a hero in soul and never will be, but I am better than I was before. Or so I tell myself; and for now that is enough.

Love is an action you must repeat ceaselessly.

There is no logical reason to believe in God. There are emotional reasons, certainly, but I cannot have faith that nothing is something simply because it would be reassuring. I can no more believe in God than I can believe an invisible monkey lives in my ass; however, I would believe in both if they could be scientifically proven.

All history is just one man trying to take something away from another man, and usually it doesn't really belong to either of them.

God cannot be referred to as 'good,' 'better,' or 'best' because He is above all things. If a man says that God is wise, the man is lying because anything that is wise can become wiser. Anything that a man might say about God is incorrect... The best a man can do is to remain silent...The true master knows that if he had a God he could understand, he would never hold Him to be God.