All translating seems to me to be simply an attempt to accomplish an impossible task.

I am more and more convinced that our happiness or our unhappiness depends far more on the way we meet the events of life than on the nature of those events themselves.

Absolutely nothing is so important for a nation's culture as its language.

Governmental regulations all carry coercion to some degree, and even where they don't, they habituate man to expect teaching, guidance and help outside himself, instead of formulating his own.

If we glance at the most important revolutions in history, we see at once that the greatest number of these originated in the periodical revolutions of the human mind.

Language makes infinite use of finite media.

To inquire and to create; these are the grand centres around which all human pursuits revolve, or at least to these objects do they all more or less directly refer.

The more a man acts on his own, the more he develops himself. In large associations he is too prone to become merely an instrument.

If the mind loves solitude, it has thereby acquired a loftier character, and it becomes still more noble when the taste is indulged in.

To judge a man means nothing more than to ask: What content does he give to the form of humanity? What concept should we have of humanity if he were its only representative?

The most beautiful, perhaps the only true philosophical song existing in any known tongue ....perhaps the deepest and loftiest thing the world has to show.

He whines, he complains, he ducks out of the most obvious responsibility. He is vain, petty and maddening, but he doesn't ever quit.

By anyone's measure, [Warren Beatty] is proven himself. But he still sets out to make something as great as it possibly can be.

If a jerk burns the flag, America is not threatened, democracy is not under siege, freedom is not at risk.

I consider myself pretty lazy, but I look back and check out the stuff I've done, and I say, 'God, that's a lot of stuff for a lazy guy.' It's a paradox, I suppose, being both things.

I don't want to wear my compositional tools on my sleeve.

A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .

People have their complexities. They have their heroic moments and their villainous moments, too.

We must endure Adversity Bravely and cheerfully.

It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?

Failures to love are irremediable and irredeemable.