There is no time for fear. It's much too interesting.

We shall take a star out of the skies and shall set thousands of worlds on fire...

... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time.

... but remember that I shall love your sorrow...

Only half a page left now. Shall I fill it with 'I love you, I love you'-- like father's page of cats on the mat? No. Even a broken heart doesn't warrant a waste of good paper.

To be a professional you have to act like one as well..

Whatever art is, it is no longer something primarily to be looked at. Stared at, perhaps, but not primarily looked at

He that resolves to mend hereafter, resolves not to mend now.

Envy ... is one form of a vice, partly moral, partly intellectual, which consists in seeing things never in themselves but only in their relations.

Got any pitches? I got five pitches-rise-ball, curveball, screwball, drop-ball and changeup.

God is playing my guitar, I am with God when I play.

In making portraits, I refuse to photograph myself as do so many photographers. My style is the style of the people I photograph.

That's the Irish all over -- they treat a joke as a serious thing and a serious thing as a joke.

Haze all clouding up in my mind in the daze of the why it could've never been.