He suddenly announced that he could not write any more since "All that I have written seems like straw to me."

The things that we love tell us what we are.

To pretend angels do not exist because they are invisible is to believe we never sleep because we don't see ourselves sleeping.

The greatest kindness one can render to any man consists in leading him from error to truth.

We must love them both, those whose opinions we share and those whose opinions we reject, for both have labored in the search for truth, and both have helped us in finding it.

Man cannot live without joy; therefore when he is deprived of true spiritual joys it is necessary that he become addicted to carnal pleasures.

For those with faith, no evidence is necessary; for those without it, no evidence will suffice.

If you can live amid injustice without anger, you are immoral as well as unjust.

To love is to will the good of the other.

Nothing created has ever been able to fill the heart of man. God alone can fill it infinitely.

How can we live in harmony? First we need to know we are all madly in love with the same God.

Awake your soul to happy memories.

Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.

A performance art piece is unprecedented. It is difficult to censor since it has a good possibility of never being done before.

The idea of America is so wonderful because the more equal something is, the more American it is

I'm a polyatheist - there are many gods I don't believe in.

All of the press and stuff - that's the scary stuff. The acting is what I got trained to do.

What you have to be, you have to live whatever you do all day long. I always told the artists, every time you're on stage, it's nothing but a dress rehearsal.

So. You’re saying my sister’s dressed like a prostitute

Humility must accompany all our actions, must be with us everywhere; for as soon as we glory in our good works they are of no further value to our advancement in virtue.

I catch a flash of red-gold beneath the surface of the water, and realize that there are koi in the pond, massive, serene, and I wonder: are they dreams of fish, or fish who dream?