Passion impels our deeds; ideology supplies the explanations.

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.

When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.

My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.

'Be faithful to your roots' is the liberal version of 'Stay in your ghetto.'

Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

I would rather fail doing God's work than have a pseudo-victory being co-opted by someone else.

It's not about being single or in a relationship, it's about feeling good about yourself. Start loving yourself... <3

This is one of those stories where the feeling of the moment stands in for visual details.

The problem is Twitter is designing the metaphorical equivalent of a Toyota Prius. A car for the masses. While I want a Formula One race car.

The trouble is that neutrality is confused with hostility. We're not disrupting churches, or interrupting people's prayers. We're not fighting religion.

Climate change is a big scam for a lot of people to make a lot of money.

My views on everything from welfare to a balanced budget to affirmative action can be traced to what Buddy and Helen Watts taught me as a young boy growing up poor but proud in Eufaula.

I would trade all my tomorrow's for one single yesterday.

Get up from that piano. You hurtin' its feelings.

A lot of people who are depressed, I think, are suffering from blocked creativity.