Conform, go crazy, or become an artist.

what's life without a spice of stupidity

I hope that the kind reader recognises this as a despairing attempt at humour.

Confound my genteel upbringing! I could not think of any name foul enough to call him.

All the words I had prepared turned coward and fled my mind like conscripts deserting a battlefield.

[On Paris:] A city never entirely known, yet which gives you the feeling of intimacy, of possessing it intimately.

The heart has its reasons, which Reason does not know. We feel it in a thousand things. It is the heart which feels God, and not Reason. This, then, is perfect faith: God felt in the heart.

It's too late to stop climate change, that's for sure, but we can still influence the degree of changes and the degree of impacts. We can prepare for a softer landing.

A lot of artists don't survive, do they? You work very hard and finally you get what you want and it destroys you.

The miracle is this - the more you give, the more you have.

Politics is not a science...but an art.

I have never agreed with President Bush's argument regarding the axis of evil. Unfortunately, fundamentalists in Iran have used this as an excuse to brand us as allies of Mr. Bush.

I was raised in a Christian household and heard a lot of praise music, so that's what helps me get to an emotional place.

Laws provide against injury from others; but not from ourselves.

Politics are always a struggle for power, disguised and modified by prudence, reason and moral pretext.