I come in a world of iron to make a world of gold.

Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!

I come in a world of iron...to make a world of gold

All that falls is not bad.

Wealth announces itself with what's easy to break and impossible to clean. The chairs were all curvy works of art that turned sitting into yoga exercises.

I envy your ignorance, I hear that it's bliss.

Dying isn’t like living; it requires no effort at all.

I have friends who read my books in Greek.

What we need is not a history of selected races or nations, but the history of the world void of national bias, race hate, and religious prejudice.

We attend to his later performances as a dramatic actor with respect, but watching the nondancing, nonsinging Astaire is like watching a grounded skylark.

An infatuated man is not only foolish, but wild.

I love the fall. I love it because of the smells that you speak of; and also because things are dying, things that you don't have to take care of anymore, and the grass stops growing.

After I broke the Australian record in 2014, Audi Centre in Canberra gave me a beautiful black A1 with the number plates AI 1111, because the record I broke was 11.11 in the 100.