Nature played a cruel trick on her by giving her a waxed mustache.

Sometimes there is no next time, no time-outs, no second chances. Sometimes it’s now or never.

Life is rather like a tin of sardines - we're all of us looking for the key.

All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.

History is a commentary on the various and continuing incapabilities of men. What is history? History is women following behind with the bucket.

A bookshelf is as particular to its owner as are his or her clothes; a personality is stamped on a library just as a shoe is shaped by the foot.

If you think squash is a competitive activity, try flower arranging.

The majority of people perform well in a crisis and when the spotlight is on them; it's on the Sunday afternoons of this life, when nobody is looking, that the spirit falters.

Mark my words, when a society has to resort to the lavatory for its humour, the writing is on the wall.

I saw someone peeing in Jermym Street the other day. I thought, is this the end of civilization as we know it? Or is it simply someone peeing in Jermyn Street?

Above literature?' said the Queen. 'Who is above literature? You might as well say one was above humanity.

When we are truly aware of great abundance in our life, feel grateful and express gratitude for those treasures and beauty, then we are fully living.

It’s sad to see how many relationships start as just a distraction from boredom, a cover up so they don’t have to ever deal with the true pain below

I wanted my home to be a haven, like coming in from the cold to a big warm hug.

My friend, you are truly yourself alone. God must have broken the mould after turning you out.

I want to talk to you and be random with you and be ridiculous with you.

Why don't we bring everyone up to be caring and compassionate, to believe that we are connected with everyone and everything around us?

We should try to introduce our children to science today as a rebellion against poverty and ugliness and militarism and economic injustice.

Whether you call someone a hero or a monster is all relative to where the focus of your consciousness may be.

When two good men contend about principles, both are always right.

When I was a kid, the bigger boys would pick on me. So I got an idea that I would make alliances with older boys, like just one or two, who would be my protectors.