The will of man without grace is not free, but is enslaved, and that too with its own consent.

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.

Whoever drinks beer, he is quick to sleep; whoever sleeps long, does not sin; whoever does not sin, enters Heaven! Thus, let us drink beer!

I have held many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God's hands, that I still possess.

God does not need your good works, but your neighbor does.

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

The last thing I wanted was to be with someone who's the same age as me and wanted the limelight, wanted the attention. There's lots of girls out there who do.

When I was as you are now, towering in the confidence of twenty-one, little did I suspect that I should be at forty-nine, what I now am.

It’s just a shame that it had to be played that way.

Often when I write I am trying to make words do the work of line and color. I have the painter's sensitivity to light. Much of my writing is verbal painting.

Belshazzar had a letter,-- He never had but one; Belshazzar's correspondence Concluded and begun In that immortal copy The conscience of us all Can read without its glasses On revelation's wall.

. . . among all grammars meeting this condition (of adequacy), we select the simplest.

For me, improvisation is about working with a partner. That is much easier to do in the interview, because you have a sounding board.

My life growing up was a twisted Bronx version of The Color Purple. It had a much different soundtrack and no trees, but that desperation was the same.