The show must go on, and so must The Book.

So it's true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.

When in doubt, throw doubt out and have a little faith.

An acquaintance merely enjoys your company, a fair-weather companion flatters when all is well, a true friend has your best interests at heart and the pluck to tell you what you need to hear.

It is unfortunate that in most cases when the sins of the father fall on the son it is because unlike God, people refuse to forgive and forget and heap past wrongs upon innocent generations.

If you cannot judge a book by its cover, surely we should not judge an author by one book alone?

The simple everyday experiences become the doorway to new thoughts and inspirations.

Errors do not cease to be errors simply because they're ratified into law.

You staying home all alone on New Year's Eve? Unthinkable. Take my advice the countdown should be shared with someone, or it's just another set of numbers passing you by.

It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.

Evil influence is like a nicotine patch, you cannot help but absorb what sticks to you.

Reading is just staring at a dead piece of wood for hours and hallucinating.

I want a better world, I want love and harmony amongst people no matter what color you are, what race or what background you come from or sexual orientation.

I'm nothing special, just an ordinary human being. That's why I always describe myself as a simple Buddhist monk.

Writing a column, a weekly column for the New York Times, is really tough, and I wasn't prepared for the demands that that involved.

It is the peculiar beauty of this method, gentlemen, and one which endears it to the really scientific mind, that under no circumstance can it be of the smallest possible utility.

The trust that I once built has been betrayed. But I'd rather live tellin' the truth and be judged for my mistakes, than falsely held up, given props, loved and praised.

It takes time to really understand your body shape and it's taken me years to know what I can and can't pull off.

I think a lot of times God takes away your feelings, so you have to depend on faith. And faith is kind of like a tide. It rolls in and rolls out.

The final war will be between Pavlov's dog and Schoedinger's Cat.

What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?