An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else's.

And I can't be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight.

He seemed unaware of the messiness of the arrangement.

I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting.

I don't know what good it is to know so much and be smart as whips and all if it doesn't make you happy.

We are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle.

She was not one for emptying her face of expression.

He said you were the only one who was bitter about S.'s suicide and the only one who really forgave him for it. The rest of us, he said, were outwardly unbitter and inwardly unforgiving.

You don't know how to talk to people you don't like. Don't love, really. You can't live in the world with such strong likes and dislikes.

But I was afraid of the questions (much more than the accusations) you might both put to me.

I didn't want any degrees if all the ill-read literates and radio announcers and pedagogical dummies I knew had them by the peck.

We publish only to satisfy out craving for fame

Honesty is doing what you know or believe is right. Integrity is doing what is right and truthful.

Hatred makes you weak where else love makes you vulnerable. There's a difference.

I will stand against those who see terrorism when Americans die, but who see suicide bombers who kill Israelis and believe that that is just part of the negotiating process.

Aid the sick; thank the Divine Power for the state of equilibrium you are able to conserve.

Any job ends up with stress, and certainly there's always a deadline looming when you work in TV. It's sort of constant.

God, the supreme artist, uses our life for the creation of art. We are the instruments through which the force of life expresses itself.

Those who purchase meat, fur, and leather have no right to be shielded from the sights and sounds of the slaughterhouses from which these products were produced.

I've got my one area I work in and I want to educate people about autism and I also want to improve, you know, animal handling and transport and make a real change out in the field on the ground.

I can never fear that things will go far wrong where common sense has fair play.