It has always been difficult for Man to realize that his life is all an art. It has been more difficult to conceive it so than to act it so. For that is always how he has more or less acted it.

All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.

It is only the great men who are truly obscene. If they had not dared to be obscene, they could never have dared to be great.

Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

Dancing is the loftiest, the most moving, the most beautiful of the arts, because it is no mere translation or abstraction from life; it is life itself.

All civilization has from time to time become a thin crust over a volcano of revolution.

If men and women are to understand each other, to enter into each other's nature with mutual sympathy, and to become capable of genuine comradeship, the foundation must be laid in youth.

There is nothing that war has ever achieved that we could not better achieve without it.

Charm is a woman's strength just as strength is a man's charm.

Still, whether we like it or not, the task of speeding up the decrease of the human population becomes increasingly urgent.

I always seem to have a vague feeling that he is a Satan among musicians, a fallen angel in the darkness who is perpetually seeking to fight his way back to happiness.

I am overwhelmed by the goodness of God.

There isn't music without rhythm

Life is all memory except for the one present moment that goes by so quick you can hardly catch it going.

I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious. The important thing is to not stop questioning. Curiousity has its own reason for existing.

There is nothing that will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.

He knew he couldn't tell stories, that he always included extraneous details & tangents that interested only him.

Work is and always has been my salvation and I thank the Lord for it.

I wrote like a junkie. I had to have my daily fix.

We could be putting the hammer in Luton's coffin

My mother taught me to walk proud and tall 'as if the world was mine.'