The eye of danger and the face of fear are what really pull off a person's mask.

Intelligence entails a strong mind, but genius entails a heart of a lion in tune with a strong mind.

Man is not, by nature, deserving of all that he wants. When we think that we are automatically entitled to something, that is when we start walking all over others to get it.

You can't let the truth bring out the worst and let it get the best of you.

Oftentimes in reality, the genius is in the position of the antihero. Neither the good guys nor the bad guys really trust him because his truth is universal.

Great minds think alike because a greater Mind is thinking through them.

The hated man is the result of his hater's pride rather than his hater's conscience.

I've come to the point where I never feel the need to stop and evaluate whether or not I am happy. I'm just 'being', and without question, by default, it works.

When your only regret is if anyone thinks you regret anything - that is the definition of conviction.

I claim neither liberalism nor conservatism - one tends to be airheaded while the other tends to be brickheaded.

When you're the only sane person, you look like the only insane person.

There had to be a reason why they were not going to marry. They had both been so adamant about it.What the devil was the reason?

I think I prefer singing in falsetto. I like the way it sounds. It doesn't sound like my natural voice. It sounds like a character.

It is not to everyone's taste that truth should be pronounced pleasant. But at least let no one believe that error becomes truth when it is pronounced unpleasant.

Sometimes you're timing is good, but they're pitching you really well and you have to adjust. The only way you can do it is if you're in there every day.

...maximize the serendipity around you.

It may be better to be a live jackal than a dead lion, but it is better still to be a live lion. And usually easier.

The desert tells a different story every time one ventures on it.

Christmas is a holiday that we celebrate not as individuals nor as a nation, but as a human family.

We are all of us, in this world, more or less like St. January, whom the inhabitants of Naples worship one day, and pelt with baked apples the next.