This joy you feel is life.

Whoever said money can't buy happiness didn't know where to shop

Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense.

A vegetable garden in the beginning looks so promising and then after all little by little it grows nothing but vegetables, nothing, nothing but vegetables.

You'll be old and you never lived, and you kind of feel silly to lie down and die and to never have lived, to have been a job chaser and never have lived.

You are all a lost generation.

America is my country and Paris is my hometown.

In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.

Love: the skillful audacity required to share an inner life.

What was the use of my having come from Oakland it was not natural to have come from there yes write about it if I like or anything if I like but not there, there is no there there.

That is what you are. That's what you all are...All of you young people who served in the war. You are a lost generation.

If I were to vote, I would intentionally vote for the goofiest candidate. It is my theory that when the people can outwit the leader, the more respected their voices will be.

We all say and do things we regret, but it’s never to late to change, apologize and become a better person

Peter said Ananias why hath Satan filled thine heart to lie to the Holy Ghost?... And Ananias hearing these words fell down and gave up the ghost.

I'm twice as funny, I'm twice as smart, I'm twice as whatever when I'm around other people that challenge me.

But, the best times I have found, in my life, are late at night or early in the morning and I think it's because you're outside the social realm.

And there are men behind bars who pray for the light and there are men in the suburbs who pray for the night.

Like bones to the human body, the axle to the wheel, the wing to the bird, and the air to the wing, so is liberty the essence of life. Whatever is done without it is imperfect.

Calling them devadasis we insult God Himself in the name of religion.

The screech-owl, with ill-boding cry, Portends strange things, old women say; Stops every fool that passes by, And frights the school-boy from his play.

New York walking isn't exercise: it's a continually showing make-your-own movie.