Growing old is partly an inescapable process of accommodation and adjustment.

Every war carries within it the war which will answer it. Every war is answered by a new war, until everything, everything is smashed.

It is my duty to voice the sufferings of humankind, the never-ending sufferings heaped mountain high. This is my task, but it is not an easy one to fulfill.

I can always paint very well with my eyes, but with my hands it doesn't always work out.

I do not want to die... until I have faithfully made the most of my talent and cultivated the seed that was placed in me, until the last small twig has grown.

I was put in this world to change it.

Where do all the women who have watched so carefully over the lives of their beloved ones get the heroism to send them to face the cannon?

I thought I was a revolutionary and was only an evolutionary.

There are moments on most days when I feel a deep and sincere gratitude, when I sit at the open window, and there is a blue sky or moving clouds.

While I drew, and wept along with the terrified children I was drawing, I really felt the burden I am bearing. I felt that I have no right to withdraw from the responsibility of being an advocate.

I have never been able to carry out any work coolly. On the contrary it is done, so to speak, with my own blood. Anyone who looks at my works must be able to sense that.

The 7 Steps to Transformation:1. Dream it.2. Envision it.3. Think it.4. Grow it.5. Become it.6. Live it.7. OWN it.

Distrust all those who love you extremely upon a very slight acquaintance and without any viable reason.

Never stop paying attention to things. Never make your mind up finally. Do not hold beliefs.

No one ever thought Clint Eastwood was funny, but he was.

the function of militarism is to kill. It cannot live except through murder.

Mom was the one who taught me unconditional love. With Dad, I'd always felt there was something to live up to - expectations. But in the last year, we had a wonderful relationship.

For she had embodied the Great Perhaps--she had proved to me that it was worth it to leave behind my minor life for grander maybes, and now she was gone and with her my faith in perhaps.

I don't need to work right away. I'd rather wait for something really good; to be excited about a role, or a director, or a project.

What are ye orbs? The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?

A real yogin...does not see the difference between a lump of dirt and a lump of gold