Without the gods, how would I sing?' I asked. With your own voice,' he said.

You see a lot of smart guys with dumb women, but you hardly ever see a smart woman with a dumb guy.

Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't.

And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

I have accepted fear as a part of life - specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back.

The stones themselves are thick with history, and those cats that dash through the alleyways must surely be the ghosts of the famous dead in feline disguise.

Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.

Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own.

Take your life in your own hands, and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.

How wonderful to have someone to blame! How wonderful to live with one's nemesis! You may be miserable, but you feel forever in the right.

My generation was not only maligned in book reviews and attacked in graduate school but we lived to see our adored and adorable daughters wonder why feminism had become a dirty word.

It ought to be an offense to be excruciating and unfunny in circumstances where your audience is almost morally obliged to enthuse.

You can't put democracy and freedom back into a box.

Sometimes, reading a blog, which I do infrequently, I see that generations of Americans have been wilfully crippled, and can no longer spell or write a sentence.

I've ended up spending more time in front of a camera than on stage, but the stage is where I come from.

Running through things because you are familiar with them, breeds routine and this is the seed of boredom.

You get out what you put in. If you want more, give more.

Most people are unhappy; and they are unhappy because there is no love in their hearts.

We Have the Ability to Achieve, If We Master the Necessary Goodwill, a Common Global Society

Silent guns have virtue.

The world shrieks and sinks talons into our hearts. This we call memory.