I am not much of a hand at love songs, you see I mingle metaphysics with even this, but perhaps in this age of Philosophy that may be excused.

Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.

Through the sunset of hope, Like the shapes of a dream, What paradise islands of glory gleam!

When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, - but it returneth!

Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, - To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.

War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Photography is about capturing souls, not smiles.

People who are brutally honest get more satisfaction out of the brutality than out of the honesty.

I know it's a cliche, but the whole family is just whacked. I mean, we're all out of our minds. They're the funniest, most eccentric bizarre people I've ever met, my siblings.

It takes so long to put a movie into production and finish it that anyone with a bad idea has time to give it to you before the movie is completed.

Military strikes on Afghanistan will not prevent something this terrible from happening again, for the simple reason that bombs will not deter people who are unafraid of death and desire martyrdom.

You don't find geniuses in street musicians, but that doesn't mean to say you can't be really good.

We have to love our freedom, not just for the private opportunities it provides, but for the goodness it makes possible.

I'm chaos, I've always been chaos, my point on Earth is chaos.

I think most people are not willing to make the tough choices.

Our contention has always been that Shakespeare is our greatest living author. If he can survive a season on Broadway, he must be.