Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time.

Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time. Art does not exist for art's sake: it exists for people's sake.

Music escapes from words: that is its purpose, and its majesty.

Perhaps this was one of the tragedies life plots for us: it is our destiny to become in old age what in youth we would have most despised.

If you turned your back on irony, it curdled into sarcasm. And what good was it then? Sarcasm was irony which had lost its soul.

Life always refused simplicity.

If you’re smart, you care. And if you care, you love.

The imagination simplifies our endless desires and causes us to fantasize that they can be fulfilled.

...atheism leaves no room for excuses...

Wilderness is a resource which can shrink but not grow... the creation of new wilderness in the full sense of the word is impossible.

In other parts of the world where I go, people are worried about, Jeez, you know, I really wanted to buy my kids shoes this year.

I think the Dudleys are mad at us, well, because we're beautiful!

Isana felt her throat tighten. "We failed." Serai lifted her chin and patted Isana's arm firmly. "We have not yet succeeded. There is a difference.

Attitude determines choice, and choice determines results. All that we are, and all that we can become has indeed been left unto us.

It was an experience of a lifetime to sit only a few feet away from him [Castro] and watch him relive an experience he lived as a very young man.

My mom always used to say that average people are the most special people in the world. And that's why God made so many.