... Philosophy proper is a subject, on the one hand so hopelessly obscure, on the other so astonishingly elementary, that there knowledge hardly counts.

If Australia is The Lucky Country, the Aborigines must be the unluckiest people in the world.

When the time is yours, the future is waiting, The person you become, and the people you're creating.

It doesn't matter who you are. What matters is your plan.

We're all flawed human beings and we all have a cauldron of psychosis which we have to unravel as we grow older and find the way we fit in to live our lives as best as possible.

The extreme always makes an impression.

Whatever character you play, remember they are always doing something they are not just talking.

I don't think there's a day that goes by that I don't feel like I've had enough and there's nothing left, but desire means...never quit.

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

I have a very busy head. I have inside voices that I have learned to contain.

Love is doing something you don't want to do for someone you don't particularly like at that moment.

If men could be bought like clothes at an outlet, only then would women always get what they bargained for.

And it is through fantasy that children achieve catharsis. It is the best means they have for taming wild things.

Electricians that like good health avoid the known biologically toxic very high powered electrical utility jobs.

A reasonable man adjusts himself to the world. An unreasonable man expects the world to adjust itself to him. Therefore all progress is made by unreasonable people.

Quick, how do you pick up a cat?" "Buy her a drink.

God is immutable—He never changes! His ministry to you is complete, on target, and constant!

[T]he people of Iraq have spoken to the world, and the world is hearing the voice of freedom from the center of the Middle East.

When people start copying your style, you know that something must be happening.

Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer

You're not listening with your eyes.