Work is life, you know, and without it, there's nothing but fear and insecurity.

Being honest may not get you a lot of friends but it’ll always get you the right ones.

Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.

Being honest may not get you a lot of friends but it’ll always get you the right ones

Strawberry fields forever

Strawberry Fields is anywhere you want to go

Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.

We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is practiced in broad daylight.

You don't need anybody to tell you who you are or what you are. You are what you are!

I will never deny that life isn't fair. It seems as though when a woman leaves a man she is strong and independent, but when a man leaves a woman he is a pig and a jerk.

What kind of god would create a world in which the means of survival depends on our eating each other?

It has always been cited as an irrepressible symptom of America's vitality that her people, in fair times and foul, believe in themselves and their institutions.

I’ve spent something like 17 years working on a theory for which there is essentially no direct experimental support.

We have to make America the best place in the world to do business.

Reason exercises merely the function of preserving order, is, so to say, the police in the region of art. In life it is mostly a cold arithmetician summing up our follies.

Who hath not courage to revenge will never find generosity to forgive.

It is remarkable with what Christian fortitude and resignation we can bear the suffering of other folks.

I'm doing things that are more artistic again, more close to the material that I love. I don't disparage those things that I did. They're just not as much reflective of who I am.

Mankind is now caught up, as though in a train of gears, at the heart of a continually accelerating vortex of self-totalisation.