Losing well was a gift, but winning well is this stuff of the authentic manhood.

But even her demons she invested with inordinate beauty, consecrated them with the dignity of her attention.

He was one of those rare men who are capable of being fully in love only once in their lives.

There are no verdicts to childhood, only consequences, and the bright freight of memory.

These are the quicksilver moments of my childhood I cannot remember entirely. Irresistible and emblematic, I can recall them only in fragments and shivers of the heart.

I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.

College was to teach me that I was one of life's journeymen, eager to excel but lacking the requisite gifts.

Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage.

The desolate narrowness, the definitive thinness of experience is both the vainglory and the dead giveaway of a provincial man.

It would always be my burden, not that I lacked genius, but that I was fully aware of it.

In every southerner, beneath the veneer of clichés lies a much deeper motherlode of cliché. But even cliché is overlaid with enormous power when a child is involved.

Ridicule is the best test of truth.

In scientific thinking are always present elements of poetry. Science and music requires a thought homogeneous.

A life of success demands that you never starve your dreams from the actions, courage, and faith that they consistently need.

We are beings emanating energy of multiple colors and sounds of Light.

I am a huge fan of Jessica Lange. I think her performance in Grey Gardens is amazing.

I think that people who do enjoy my stand-up comedy and the people who get it and the people who are taken in by it, they see that I'm a guy that has love of the game.

When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?

Theology without love simply is very bad theology.

The gods have their own laws. [Lat., Sunt superis sua jura.]

In order that he might rob a neighbour whom he had promised to defend, black men fought on the coast of Coromandel and red men scalped each other by the great lakes of North America.