The choice is not between violence and nonviolence but between nonviolence and nonexistence.

If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.

Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.

The time is always right to do what is right.

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

The time is always right to do the right thing.

You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

A man dies when he refuses to stand up for that which is right. A man dies when he refuses to stand up for justice. A man dies when he refuses to take a stand for that which is true.

It's not the violence of the few that scares me, it's the silence of the many

Maybe sometimes we can only see the truth about ourselves if someone shows us where to look.

Oil may run out, liquidity may dry up, but as long as ink flows freely, the next chapter of Life will continue to be written.

I am opposed to globalism, I am opposed to colonialism, I am opposed to any sort of complusion of one nation over another. (...) I also deeply believe in human rights.

When you crop the photo, you tell a lie.

I don't feel [the] excitement you have when you first walk into a recording studio. It now feels like a tool.

We are America's Great Lakes people, her freshwater people, not an oceanic but a continental people. Whenever I swim in an ocean, I feel as though I am swimming in chicken soup.

Michael Winter’s fiction is a lot like hearing him talk about his life… harrowing in an after-the-fact hilarious way. Full of wonder and mystery. A hangover you wouldn’t miss for the world.

If the critics were always right we should be in deep trouble.

The secret of happiness is not in doing what you like but in liking what you have to do.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.