We're born eventually to die, of course. But what happens between the time we're born and we die? We're born to live. One is a realist if one hopes.

How come you don't work fourteen hours a day? Your great-great-grandparents did. How come you only work the eight-hour day? Four guys got hanged fighting for the eight-hour day for you.

People are hungry for stories. It's part of our very being. Storytelling is a form of history, of immortality too. It goes from one generation to another. -Studs Terkel

Most of us have jobs that are too small for our spirits.

Perhaps it is this specter that most haunts working men and women: the planned obsolescence of people that is of a piece with the planned obsolescence of the things they make. Or sell.

I want people to talk to one another no matter what their difference of opinion might be.

We are living in the United States of Alzheimer's. A whole country has lost its memory. When it can't remember yesterday, a country forgets what it once wanted to be.

Hope never trickles down. It always springs up.

Ordinary people are capable of doing extraordinary things, and that's what it's all about. They must count.

I've always felt, in all my books, that there's a deep decency in the American people and a native intelligence - providing they have the facts, providing they have the information.

More and more we are into communications; and less and less into communication.

Everybody is talking about the Law of Attraction. Nobody is talking about the Law of Action.

We must let our every act be out of love, and for the greater good of all.

Even our parents seemed to agree more and more with the television version of things, listening to the reporters' inanities as though they could tell us the truth about our own lives.

The world is full of people looking for spectacular happiness while they snub contentment.

The heaven of the envied is hell for the envious.

The root of all evil isn't money; rather, it's not having enough money.

Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven't time, and to see takes time - like to have a friend takes time.

The air is full of farewells to the dying. And mournings for the dead.

There are few restrictions on your life with asthma, as long as you take care of yourself.

What the short story needs above all is for one of the big publishers to get an equivalent series up and running and to support it and promote it.