You never really feel somebody's suffering. You only feel their death.

Life is available to anyone no matter what age. All you have to do is grab it.

Life is confusing. We're all just trying to get on with it, that's all.

There I was, an 18-year-old mimic rooming with a blind whistler.

The time I had waited probably made the difference between success and failure.

Shoes make an outfit they're like rims for a car.

The National Bank at profit sells road maps for the soul.

We're all liars when it serves our purpose.

I sense people expect something to show for ten years. But I do feel like it is dense. Some of my own favorite books are slim, but there's a lot of weight and power in them.

Balenciaga often said that women did not have to be perfect or beautiful to wear his clothes. When they wore his clothes, they became beautiful.

The ignorant hath an Eagles wings, and an Owles eyes. [The ignorant hath an eagle's wings and an owl's eyes.]

And after a while...I mean how do you choose? Who gets to live? Part of life is that...well, some people have to die.

All I know is, if I don't care about the poor, if my church doesn't care about the poor, that's evil.

People love that you're human and that we're frail and we face the same situations. Honesty tends to communicate with people better than standing up there like you have an 'S' on your chest.