I should think the American admiration of five-minute tourists has done more to kill the sacredness of old European beauty and aspiration than multitudes of bombs would have done.

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.

If you have life, you have everything.

Echoes can’t read minds. But when you get to know someone very well, you can read their expressions. Pay attention. It will happen to you too.

Why take drugs specifically designed to send you insane?

Learn how to feel joy.

We have our factory, which is called a stage. We make a product, we color it, we title it and we ship it out in cans.

Promises are the uniquely human way of ordering the future.

I took the pieces you threw away, put them together by night and day. Washed by the rain. Dried by the sun. A million pieces all in one.

When we walk upon Mother Earth, we always plant our feet carefully because we know the faces of our future generations are looking up at us from beneath the ground. we never forget them.

Between the optimist and the pessimist, the difference is droll. The optimist sees the doughnut; the pessimist the hole!

I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.