Strange priests are they who never straightly walk But all aslant through sideways passage stalk Who never seek their goals in forward lines But move askew as fraught with sly designs

Ours is no bloody battle With woe and horror fraught Our joust is of a gentler kind A measuring of Mind with Mind A tournament of thought

I think backwards. "This was beautiful." Instead of forward.

I think many of my students have followed the advice I gave years ago, to give more than you take.

If I had my hand full of truth, I would take good care how I opened it.

At some moment I did answer "Yes" to someone or something. And from that hour on I was certain that existence is meaningful.

In the same manner if any nation wasted part of its wealth, or lost part of its trade, it could not retain the same quantity of circulating medium which it before possessed.

Generally, the French highly promote culture and the arts, and photography is in their blood.

I became one of the stately homos of England.

Once he'd even reprogrammed the electronic billboards in Time Square to read: ALL DA LADIES LUV LEO... accidentally, of course.

Whether people like it or not, my marketing thought is if you keep something in front of people for too long, they get used to it.

The rude beginnings of every art acquire a greater celebrity than the art in perfection; he who first played the fiddle was looked upon as a demigod.