A sense of humor is so handy, isn't it? It lets you see both sides of a question so that you never need do anything.

The things that one most wants to do are the things that are probably most worth doing.

The crown of life is neither happiness nor annihilation; it is understanding.

Is this the final treachery of time, that the old become a burden upon the young?

This alone is to be feared - the closed mind, the sleeping imagination, the death of the spirit. The death of the body is to that, I think, a little thing.

Nature is not silent, and never was a name more derisively inappropriate than when we speak of these non-human creatures who hoot and crow and bray as the dumb animals.

I am much perturbed by this business of sickness. Our bodies seem so easily to leap into the saddle where our minds should be. People who are ill become changelings.

We each live in a private, distorted, individual world - stars turning in space, warmed for a moment by each other's light, then lost in infinite distance.

it is the brevity of life which makes it tolerable; its experiences have value because they have an end.

I am fierce for work. Without work I am nothing.

There's never been a lack of men willing to die bravely. The trouble is to find a few able to live sensibly.

You may be good, but who cannot be better?

Den I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land I'll take my stand To lib and die in Dixie.

The flowers anew, returning seasons bring; but beauty faded has no second spring.

That's the reason I'm not the one that's dead because the attraction of the fast life is very powerful.

Comedy is commitment and playing a character and falling into the role, and I've been doing that since I was 19 years old.

A meeting moves at the pace of the slowest mind in the room.

She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).

My love for the band is still there. It hasn't changed, maybe that's why it's so painful these days.

At this point, realism is perhaps the least adequate means of understanding or portraying the incredible realities of our existence.

It's not considered polite in Russia to count the money in someone else's pocket.