It is time that beats in the breast and it is time That batters against the mind, silent and proud, The mind that knows it is destroyed by time.
The canary bird in the coal mine theory of the arts: artists should be treasured as alarm systems.
For some reason, the most vocal Christians among us never mention the Beatitudes (Matthew 5). But, often with tears in their eyes, they demand that the Ten Commandments be posted in public buildings. And of course, that's Moses, not Jesus. I haven't heard one of them demand that the Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes, be posted anywhere. "Blessed are the merciful" in a courtroom? "Blessed are the peacemakers" in the Pentagon? Give me a break!
Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before.
It's a terrible waste to be happy and not notice it.
True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.
The secret to success in any human endeavor is total concentration.
Being on President Nixon's enemies list was the highest single honor I've ever received. Who knows who's listening to me now and what government list I'm on?
If you have to do it, you can do it.
Acts have their being in the witness. Without him who can speak of it? In the end one could even say that the act is nothing, the witness all.
I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of — how shall I say, I don’t know.