Political questions are far too serious to be left to the politicians.

The sad truth is that most evil is done by people who never make up their minds to be good or evil.

When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men and women stand as a vanguard against abuse.

Politically, the weakness of the argument has always been that those who choose the lesser evil forget very quickly that they chose evil.

This is the precept by which I have lived: Prepare for the worst; expect the best; and take what comes.

The greatest enemy of authority, therefore, is contempt, and the surest way to undermine it is laughter.

One of the greatest advantages of the totalitarian elites of the twenties and thirties was to turn any statement of fact into a question of motive.

There is a strange interdependence between thoughtlessness and evil.

Forgiveness is the key to action and freedom.

There are no dangerous thoughts; thinking itself is dangerous.

Only the hypocrite is really rotten to the core.

Do we use thoughts as a medium to convey our emotions, or use our emotions to convey thoughts!

When I was a teen, I thought I would have to choose between my writing or my music or my art, but it turns out it's a difficult juggling game but I can do all of them.

Wherever you go, things change you. I mean, obviously moving to Miami and becoming part of the NBA has given me a different perspective on style than I had when I lived in Chicago or Milwaukee.

One has to look at my life story to see what I've done. I've paid a heavy price that many people don't realize.

Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror.

An artist is his own fault.

A computer will do what you tell it to do, but that may be much different from what you had in mind.

When you say "paying the banks," what they really mean is paying the bank bondholders. They are basically the One Percent.

The more we chase away the false mysteries - those things we think we know about ourselves and others - the more mysterious our existence becomes.

Here I am and there is my body dancing on glass In accident time where there are no accidents You have no choice the choice comes after