Playwrights are like men who have been dining for a month in an Indian restaurant. After eating curry night after night, they deny the existence of asparagus.

If Botticelli were alive today he'd be working for Vogue.

The social sciences were for all those who had not yet decided what to do with their lives, and for all those whose premature frustrations led them into the sterile alleys of confrontation.

Comedy is simply a funny way of being serious.

Monica Seles: I'd hate to be next door to her on her wedding night.

Flogging. The only solution to every problem. I warrant even the culprit himself doesn't know! It was just... his... turn!

I imagine hell like this: Italian punctuality, German humour and English wine.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Beliefs are what divide people. Doubt unites them.

Terrorism is the war of the poor, and war is the terrorism of the rich.

If you're going to be a prisoner of your own mind, the least you can do is make sure it's well furnished.

I have no special gift. With deep love, I give what I have.

There could be nothing, he reflected, to equal a government which was simply the honest enforcement, by means of the sword, of the laws of Islam.

You can not achieve anything if you just sit and complain.Try your best with everything you have.

When fate's got it in for you there's no limit to what you may have to put up with.

Journalism, as concerns collecting information, differs little if at all from intelligence work. In my judgment, a journalist's job is very interesting.

One has to have the courage of one's pessimism.

The only things that are really permanent are love, family, friendship, and that is a lesson. At the end of the day, that's really what it boils down to. The rest of it is just stuff.

The overall way of thinking in the United States has shifted away from basic Biblical values, and the media share in the responsibility for this change.

The struggle to make an absolute statement in an individually conceived vocabulary accounts for the profound tensions inherent in the best modern work.

All good things vanish in less than a day, Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year, The earth is hell when you leav'st to appear.