When love turns into dust, money becomes the substitution.

Let me be candid, my party is full of racists

Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

All artists are constantly looking for something and they don't always know what.

This is my genre...the happiness, tragedies, and the sorrows of mankind as realized in the teeming black ghetto.

And it is not necessary to have great things to do. I turn my little omelette in the pan for the love of God.

If you're too open-minded; your brains will fall out.

I would describe my work as expressionist. The expressionist point of view is stressing your own feelings about something.

To worship God in truth is to recognize Him for being who He is, and to recognize ourselves for what we are.

If I don't have anything to do all day, I might not even put my pants on.

We ought not to be weary of doing little things for the love of God, who regards not the greatness of the work, but the love with which it is performed.

Keep windows of your mind always open, and let the breeze of peace come in with the fragrance of happiness.

He lies to himself. If Eugenides talked in his sleep, he'd lie then, too.

Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he's fresh out of law school, you gave him a license to steal.

I'd like to be rich. I'd like a lot of money to put into my physicals and to buy food for all my friends.

I didn't even know Vogue existed when I was growing up.

Unless there's a personal transformation, there can be no social transformation.

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.

Gagarin flew into space, but didn't see any god there.

I'm all in favor of the president tweeting.

If you would try out a preacher, send him to preach to farmers: if he cannot make the grade there, let him reconsider his call - or maybe he needs to be converted.