I have lost faith in universal panaceas - work is the one thing in which I really believe.

The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie.

I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around.

The Initial Mystery that attends any journey is: how did the traveler reach his starting point in the first place?

I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy!

... politics are nothing but sand and gravel: it is art and life that feed us until we die. Everything else is ambition, hysteria or hatred.

Perhaps this very instant is your time.

Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity.

...in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.

Your work is carved out of agony as a statue is carved out of marble.

Poetry is often generations in advance of the thought of its time.

He who sees the truth, let him proclaim it, without asking who is for it or who is against it.

Religion is like going out to dinner with friends. Everyone may order something different, but everyone can still sit at the same table.

Sometimes. I get recognized, but I'm not really a famous famous. I'm pretty low on the showbiz totem pole - I mean, I'm no Jon or Kate plus eight. I'm just a comic, not a baby factory.

A man of over thirty might be held to be at the height of his powers, but not necessarily of his wisdom.

The level of consumption that we identify with success is utterly unsustainable. We're gobbling up the world.

Nothing seemed impossible in the beginning.

When you understand the Atonement, then you understand the joy of being rescued.

Fun is to experience things you would not have been able to experience in any other setting.

Any captain can only do his best for the team and for cricket. When you are winning, you are a hero. Lose, and the backslappers fade away.

There is a quiet at the heart of love, And I have pierced the pain and come to peace.