Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded. That all the Apostles would have done as they did.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.

Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.

When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls--the World.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.

And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

The notion of making money by popular work, and then retiring to do good work, is the most familiar of all the devil's traps for artists.

Practice easing your way along. Don't get het up or in a dither. Do your best take it as it comes. You can handle anything if you think you can. Just keep your cool and your sense of humor.

When we started out, you could design a chip with a few guys in a basement.

He that is conceited of his Wisdom, is readier to impose Error, than to receive Truth.

In opera, everyone's watching from a fixed viewpoint, and that really challenges you. Lighting, the sets, stage groupings, the music-but doesn't relate too much to film.

Well, yes, I've fired a lot of people. Generally I like other people to fire, because it's always a lousy task. But I have fired many people.

It is always dishonest for a reviewer to review the author instead of the author's book.

When I was 13, I worked for Western Union. When the telegrams came in, I would glue them on the paper and deliver them on my bicycle.

We will peck them to death to-morrow, my dear.

We are only what we are in the dark; all the rest is reputation.