All analysts spend half their time hunting through the literature for inequalities which they want to use and cannot prove.

If Australia is The Lucky Country, the Aborigines must be the unluckiest people in the world.

When the time is yours, the future is waiting, The person you become, and the people you're creating.

It doesn't matter who you are. What matters is your plan.

We're all flawed human beings and we all have a cauldron of psychosis which we have to unravel as we grow older and find the way we fit in to live our lives as best as possible.

The extreme always makes an impression.

Whatever character you play, remember they are always doing something they are not just talking.

I don't think there's a day that goes by that I don't feel like I've had enough and there's nothing left, but desire means...never quit.

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

I have a very busy head. I have inside voices that I have learned to contain.

Love is doing something you don't want to do for someone you don't particularly like at that moment.

We resemble computers intellectually and animals emotionally.

The graveyards are full of indispensable men.

I feel like I'm the winner. I really do.

Out of the darkness comes light like a flash You think you can, you think you can Sometimes that is the problem Dream little darling dream

Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.

Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably

Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another.

I mean, it really has a lot to do with who is actually physically doing a lot of talking. And we've just noticed that as we've evolved we're still making all the decisions from this, like, "cave."

What shall we do with...the Jews?...set fire to their synagogues or schools and bury and cover with dirt whatever will not burn, so that no man will ever again see a stone or cinder of them.

I cringe inside when anybody gives me something. I don't know why. I just get embarrassed.