The journey of love has been rather a lacerating, if well-worth-it, journey.

Let me be candid, my party is full of racists

Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

All artists are constantly looking for something and they don't always know what.

This is my genre...the happiness, tragedies, and the sorrows of mankind as realized in the teeming black ghetto.

And it is not necessary to have great things to do. I turn my little omelette in the pan for the love of God.

If you're too open-minded; your brains will fall out.

I would describe my work as expressionist. The expressionist point of view is stressing your own feelings about something.

To worship God in truth is to recognize Him for being who He is, and to recognize ourselves for what we are.

If I don't have anything to do all day, I might not even put my pants on.

We ought not to be weary of doing little things for the love of God, who regards not the greatness of the work, but the love with which it is performed.

Commercialization of assets off the planet would mutually reinforce the growth of interplanetary communication.

When focus increases, options decrease.

In this room we understand why this war might be fought...it's about our common belief that no one has the right to tell two creatures that they cannot love each other--no matter what their species.

Full of love for all things in the world, practicing virtue, in order to benefit others, this man alone is happy.

Listen more than you talk.

If science were communism, was it also not possible that communism could itself become a science?

Progress consists only in the greater clarification of answers to the basic questions of life.

Real sharpness comes without effort.

Never say no when a client asks for something, even if it is the moon. You can always try, and anyhow there is plenty of time afterwards to explain that it was not possible.