His brain and his heart knew this, but he couldn’t stop himself, and the razor of his conscience lent the undeniable thrill of pain to the act.

Where are our Men of abilities? Why do they not come forth to save their Country?

Our path, our sense of spirituality demands great earnestness, dedication, sincerity & continuity.

To have memories, happy or sorrowful, is a blessing, for it shows we have lived our lives without reservation.

No one wants to see curvy women.

Emily Brontë's "Wuthering Heights" was extremely important to me.

He runs like a camel. A really pissed off camel.

When I stopped touring in the early '80s for a few years, it was a mistake looking back. I lost touch with my audience in a way and I think that was a bad career move.

Nothing was to be lost by beginning at the beginning.

But it is curious how you can see that an idea is absolutely true and correct and yet not believe it deeply enough to act on it.

Don't you stay at home of evenings? Don't you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet?