There is not secret to balance. You just have to feel the waves.

The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.

Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

All governments suffer a recurring problem: Power attracts pathological personalities.

If we define Futurism as an exploration beyond accepted limits, then the nature of limiting systems becomes the first object of exploration.

When politics and religion are intermingled, a people is suffused with a sense of invulnerability, and gathering speed in their forward charge, they fail to see the cliff ahead of them

There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.

Do actions agree with words? There's your measure of reliability. Never confine yourself to the words.

Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.

Justice belongs to those who claim it, but let the claimant beware lest he create new injustice by his claim and thus set the bloody pendulum of revenge into its inexorable motion

The best contribution one can make to humanity is to improve oneself.

It is possible to get rich only by being diligent

When you do it, you are not another dreamer

One drink is to many for me and a thousand not enough.

They say when one door shuts, another one opens. But they haven’t been living at my house. Most of the doors I open seem to have something scary crouched behind them, anyway.

Free lunches don't come cheap.

Hackman is able to live in the moment which means there is nothing for him at that split second than what is occurring in the scene.

It ever is the marked propensity of restless and aspiring minds to look into the stretch of dark futurity.

You get so tired of political correctness. I'm noted for speaking out all my career.

What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one's enemy only when his back is turned?

Fairies, arouse! Mix with your song Harplet and pipe, Thrilling and clear, Swarm on the boughs! Chant in a throng! Morning is ripe, Waiting to hear.