How much do you want? Do you want three meals in a hawker centre, food court or restaurant?
Fish die belly upward, and rise to the surface. Its their way of falling.
The most subtle art, the strongest and deepest art - supreme art - is the one that does not at first allow itself to be recognized.
The finest virtues can become deformed with age. The precise mind becomes finicky; the thrifty man, miserly; the cautious man, timorous; the man of imagination, fanciful. Even perseverance ends up in a sort of stupidity. Just as, on the other hand, being too willing to understand too many opinions, too diverse ways of seeing, constancy is lost and the mind goes astray in a restless fickleness.
Through loyalty to the past, our mind refuses to realize that tomorrow's joy is possible only if today's makes way for it; that each wave owes the beauty of its line only to the withdrawal of the preceding one.
The color of truth is gray.
In other people's company I felt I was dull, gloomy, unwelcome, at once bored and boring.
I'm trying to break myself of that habit [of not writing out a first draft ] because I'm working on a couple novels and I know if I tried to write those books the way I wrote the stories it would take me years to finish.
Any time someone carries a picket sign in front of the White House, that is the First Amendment in action
I tell the audience every night, "I hope you didn't pay more than face value on that ticket, because we ain't worth more than that, and you ain't gonna get any more than that. "
There were so many fewer questions when stars were still just the holes to heaven.