First you use machines, then you wear machines, and then ...? Then you serve machines.

It's supposed to be automatic but actually you have to press this button.

If there is such a phenomenon as absolute evil, it consists in treating another human being as a thing.

After all, the rich get richer and the poor get children. Which is okay so long as lots of them starve in infancy.

What in Gods name is it worth to be human, if we have to be saved from ourselves by a machine?

To go faster you must slow down.

There are two kinds of fools. One says, "This is old, and therefore good." And one says, " This is new, and therefore better.

If the evidence says you're wrong, you don't have the right theory. You change the theory, not the evidence.

What people want, mainly, is to be told by some plausible authority that what they are already doing is right. I don't know know of a quicker way to become unpopular than to disagree.

How do you whip up resentment against absentee landlords and pocketers of bribes when the highest ambition of the people is either to become the former or be in a position to receive the latter?

Let's all be different same as me.

I shall drink to the Pope, if you please, still, to conscience first, and to the Pope afterwards.

I know it will not happen in one day. I also know that it is definitely going to happen one day.

Taking notes at a pub in Salisbury, I was mistaken for a health inspector!

You have to live life in the moment and get the most out of it.

One will never get any more than he thinks he can get. YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES. Look back and see your progress - damn the torpedo, full speed ahead!

You are a living mockery of your own ideals. If not, you have set your ideals too low.

As long as the hummingbird had not abandoned the land, somewhere there were still flowers, and they could all go on.

I've lost touch with a lot of that boutique-type music just because of my age, and raising my son and the multiple jobs I have at this point.

All of your experience comes into play when you're composing.

Nobody is ever sent to Hell: he or she insists on going there.