Culture is the passion for sweetness and light, and (what is more) the passion for making them prevail.

Our society distributes itself into Barbarians, Philistines and Populace; and America is just ourselves with the Barbarians quite left out, and the Populace nearly.

If there ever comes a time when the women of the world come together purely and simply for the benefit of mankind, it will be a force such as the world has never known.

Our inequality materializes our upper class, vulgarizes our middle class, brutalizes our lower class.

The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.

Like driftwood spares which meet and pass Upon the boundless ocean-plain, So on the sea of life, alas! Man nears man, meets, and leaves again.

Philistine must have originally meant, in the mind of those who invented the nickname, a strong, dogged, unenlightened opponent of the chosen people, of the children of the light.

Life is not having and getting, but being and becoming

He will find one English book and one only, where, as in the "Iliad" itself, perfect plainness of speech is allied with perfect nobleness; and that book is the Bible.

Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!

Resolve to be thyself: and know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.

At liminality, at a transitional point between his last night dream and reality, he realizes he has made a big mistake and happiness is possible without death. (Coming back to himself.)

His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.

While we've taken seeds into space, and astronauts on the International Space Station have eaten lettuce they've grown, we haven't produced fruit in space, so we can't pollinate something.

I love Christmas. I'm totally the 'decorate early, start listening to Christmas songs super-early' guy.

There's been a concerted effort to steal Christmas.

If meditate on the third eye and have headaches it means you are trying to pull in too much power from the occult chakra. The danger is obsession.

Mario Balotelli is like Marmite, you either love him or hate him. Me? I'm in between.

People who know my stage act know it's nothing but pushing boundaries.

What we are fed through the media I do not accept, unless you see it with your own eyes you cant trust anything.

I judge nothing; I just don't do that. Life is too complicated.