A man in his own secret meditation / Is lost amid the labyrinth that he has made / In art or politics.

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.

There is another world, but it is in this one.

Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.

The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!

But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.

Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.

What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.

One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

In your opinion, where do private and political life, personal history and History meet? You know the answer, Maya. You say it unhesitatingly - in art and literature.

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.

The largest single reason for disappointing travel experiences is the failure to plan properly.

Players with fight never lose a game, they just run out of time

People say I'm the white Aretha Franklin. I wish I was her.

Music is half the film.

Because Chicago was to radio what Hollywood was to films and Broadway was to the theatre: it was the hub of radio.

To be sure an artist wishes to raise his standard intellectually as much as possible, but the man must remain in obscurity. Pleasure must be found in the studying.

At bottom each “exact” science is, and must be speculative, and its chief tool of research, too rarely used with both courage and judgement, is the regulated imagination.

In private I'm not. You will have to ask my wife. She maintains I'm a fluffy husband.