Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound why try to look like a Pekingese?

My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.

I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.

I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.

Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.

Rhythm is one of the principal translators between dream and reality.

I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.

Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?

If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?

The trouble with most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation... they do not want to attract attention.

If God charged us for every tear He shed for us, the world would be bankrupt.

For any marginalized group to change the story that society tells about them takes courage and perseverance.

They walked off down the hall in the direction of a sign that said Colored Waiting Room. Billie guessed white folks didn't have to wait.

China has no income tax no unemployed and not a single soldier outside its own territory.

I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do.

Stop them damn pictures! I don’t care what the papers write about me. My constituents can’t read. But, damn it, they can see the pictures!

I haven't had the time to do a lot of writing. But nothing's really changed about me. It's just my day-to-day activities have changed, and as a person, I have to adapt to those changes.

I was a bratty little sister. I was the youngest of three, and I often felt as though I didn't fit in.

We manipulate nature as if we were stuffing an Alsatian goose. We create new forms of energy; we make new elements; we kill crops; we wash brains. I can hear them in the dark sharpening their lasers.

All them weird chords which don't mean a thing...you got no melody to remember, and no beat to dance to