Koekebakker, I feel so strange inside.' 'Well you certainly smell like jenever, ' I said. 'No, ' Japi said, ' it's not the jenever. I think my soul is too big.

You are not forever in the dark. Look up. There's the Light.

These hips are mighty hips.These hips are magic hips.I have known themto put a spell on a manand spin him like a top

MUMMY, n. - an ancient Egyptian handy, too, in museums in gratifying the vulgar curiosity that serves to distinguish man from the lower animals.

When we seek after wit, we discover only foolishness.

I do hope your Christmas has had a little touch of Eternity in among the rush and pitter patter and all. It always seems such a mixing of this world and the next - but that after all is the idea!

One out of four people internationally believe if their country goes to war, The United States would be the opponent. As a veteran, I hang my head in shame over that.

Press plays "gotcha"; limit press briefings.

I do not think a day passes in my life in which I fail to look with fresh amazement at the miracle of nature.

Jurists say that a capital crime submerges all lesser crimes; and so it is with faith. Its absurdity makes all petty difficultiesvanish.

We're all cracked vessels, and we're always in process, I think, every one of us.