But O the truth, the truth. The many eyes That look on it The diverse things they see.

The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.

Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.

A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.

There is nothing the body suffers which the soul may not profit by.

Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered.

Caricature is rough truth.

Lowly, with a broken neck, The crocus lays her cheek to mire.

Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar.

We are betrayed by what is false within

Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious.

Don't get caught in "Waiting". When I 'Get This' then I will be able to fully 'Live'. Escape the time dominant mind by fully being here 'NOW'.

There is something in us that is wiser than our head.

When I left drama school, there were dozens of rep theatres you could apply to where you got a good training.

You know what I like about the American form of government? They've worked things out so that you're never far from a 7-Eleven.

But Doc had one mental habit he could not get over. When anyone asked a question, Doc thought he wanted to know the answer.

True singing is a different breath, about nothing.

I like photographers - you don't ask questions. (To a gathering of the White House News Photographers Association)

The computer is down. I hope it's something serious.

For all things are less dreadful than they seem.

Everybody's an artist. Everybody's God. It's just that they're inhibited.