Life means opportunity, and the thing men call death is the last wonderful, beautiful adventure.

Success is an absurd, erratic thing. She arrives when one least expects her and after she has come may depart again almost because of a whim.

Success of life depends upon keeping one's mind open to opportunity and seizing it when it comes.

There is romance in coffee. It comes from the ends of the earth, and goes to the far corners of man's habitation.

... the deep experience of the lonely climb on the mountain of success brings a wealth beyond power to compute. To you all suffering is understandable and your heart opens wide in sympathy.

One must eliminate the traditional and cling to the essential.

Really to succeed, we must give; of our souls to the soulless, of our love to the lonely, of our intelligence to the dull. Business is quite as much a process of giving as it is of getting.

The small perplexities of small minds eddy and boil about you. Confident from the experience that has led you out of these same dangers, you attack each problem as it appears, unafraid.

for the poor the whole world is a self-constituted critic; your smallest action is open to debate. No secret place of your soul is safe from invasion.

Not only is orderliness an economy; it produces rest.

I simply don't believe in failure. In itself, it doesn't exist. We create it. We make ourselves fail.

Banning books is just another form of bullying. It's all about fear and an assumption of power. The key is to address the fear and deny the power.

(Marlowe's) Faustus stubbornly reverts to his atheistic beliefs and continues his elementary pagan re-education ~ the inferno to him is a 'place' invented by men.

The dew of compassion is a tear.

The secret to a long marriage is to stay gone.

Aristrocracy is like cheese. The older it is the higher it becomes.

You are either a Christian or you are not a Christian; you cannot be partly a Christian. You are either "dead" or "alive"; you are either "born" or "not born".

Generally I try to read anything but indie rock journalism or anything about music at all, especially in the summer.

When evil acts in the world it always manages to find instruments who believe that what they do is not evil but honorable.

Not every song I write is ecstasy. And it can happen only one time. After that, when you sing the same melody and words, it's pleasure, but you don't get wiped out.

Art is an artificial organization of experience.