There is something mean in human nature that prefers to think evil, that gives a willing ear and a ready welcome to calumny, a sort of jealousy of goodness and greatness and things of good report.

Stay the course, light a star, Change the world where'er you are.

On the contrary, woman is the best equipped fighting machine that ever went to battle.

Organized Christianity has probably done more to retard the ideals that were its founder's than any other agency in the world.

All religions have periods in their history which are looked back to with retrospective fear and trembling as eras of persecution, and each religion has its own book of martyrs.

A woman's beauty is one of her great missions.

I meant to do my work today But a brown bird sang in the apple tree And a butterfly flitted across the field And all the leaves were calling me.

All roads indeed lead to Rome, but theirs also is a more mystical destination, some bourne of which no traveller knows the name, some city, they all seem to hint, even more eternal.

In their work, then, as in their play, men and women are more and more coming to share with each other as comrades, and really the fun of life seems in no wise diminished as a consequence.

A critic is a man created to praise greater men than himself, but he is never able to find them.

It is the fine excesses of life that make it worth living.

I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.

--he stopped and eyed Bill Corso--"if you choose to just sit here like a bored jungle gorilla, you will have to write out this quote as many times as you can during the next hour.

Intelligence is to spot paradoxes. Wisdom is to live by them.

Desperation is a necessary ingredient to learning anything, or creating anything. Period. If you ain't desperate at some point, you ain't interesting.

You can't walk alone. Many have given the illusion, but none have really walked alone. Man is not made that way. Each man is bedded in his people, their history, their culture, and their values.

Music is powerful. It is the only thing that can speak into your mind, your heart and your soul without your permission.

I wish I could escape into some alter-ego, just so I could feel more comfortable onstage.

When you believe you can... you can!

A lot of your mental energy goes to figuring out where does one word end and the next begin.

Being young you have not known The fool's triumph, nor yet Love lost as soon as won, Nor the best labourer dead And all the sheaves to bind.