One of the few good things about modern times: If you die horribly on television, you will not have died in vain. You will have entertained us.

There is a tragic flaw in our precious constitution, and I don't know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.

Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before.

Here is a lesson in creative writing. First rule: Do not use semicolons. They are transvestite hermaphrodites representing absolutely nothing. All they do is show you've been to college.

Being a Humanist means trying to behave decently without expectation of rewards or punishment after you are dead.

A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.

Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God. It is so extraordinarily full of magic, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference.

Another flaw in the human character is that everybody wants to build and nobody wants to do maintenance.

We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.

Plato says that the unexamined life is not worth living. But what if the examined life turns out to be a clunker as well?

If young kids choose to have me as a role model...what I put out there is that it's not a perfect life and it's okay to make mistakes.

A law is something which must have a moral basis, so that there is an inner compelling force for every citizen to obey.

I'd say that Spanish football is probably the best I've seen.

My father gave me some advice when I was very young - whatever someone tells you in the future, don't forget Pele is the best.

With the historian it is an article of faith that knowledge of the past is a key to understanding the present.

Unexampled bravery, born of nonviolence, coupled with strict honesty shown by a fair number of Muslims, is sure to infect the whole of India.

It's a dirty way to fight, but I'm late for lunch.

Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.

Actions are visible, though motives are secret.

The art of victory is learned in defeat.