Her face looked for the answer that is always concealed in language.

If you're in trouble, or hurt or need - go to the poor people. They're the only ones that'll help - the only ones.

And the little screaming fact that sounds through all history: repression works only to strengthen and knit the repressed.

It was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials.

Don't you love Jesus?' Well, I thought an' I thought an' finally I says, 'No, I don't know nobody name' Jesus. I know a bunch of stories, but I only love people.

You got a God. Don't make no difference if you don' know what he looks like.

The fields were fruitful, and starving men moved on the roads.

The last clear definite function of men—muscles aching to work, minds aching to create beyond the single need—this is man.

Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother.

The bank - the monster has to have profits all the time. It can't wait. It'll die. No, taxes go on. When the monster stops growing, it dies. It can't stay one size.

Muscles aching to work, minds aching to create - this is man.

Opinions alter, manners change, creeds rise and fall, but the moral law is written on the tablets of eternity.

As Daddy said, life is 95 percent anticipation.

I like to make things. Its been part of my identity since I was a kid.

It's always hot when I perform because the crowds are so big!

What I like best is the competition itself.

I think it's possible for all of us to use our yoga to distract us from our yoga. Because we get so caught up in the form that we forget the soul.

I know that money speaks more loudly than need.

I'm not expecting the American literary community to welcome me with open arms. To them I'm just some schmuck kid who wrote some book.

The neurotic usually obeys his own Golden Rule: Hate thy neighbor as thyself.

Early in my investment-banking career, I realized I was on a path that others had set out for me.