Comfort is the enemy of achievement.
When you tire of living, change itself seems evil, does it not? for then any change at all disturbs the deathlike peace of the life-weary.
. . . . to abuse the intellect for reasons of pride, vanity, or escape from responsibility, is the fruit of that same tree.
I'm not so sure he's mad, Father. Just a little devious in his sanity.
Fire, loveliest of the four elements of the world, and yet an element too in Hell. While it burned adoringly in the core of the Temple, it had also scorched the life from a city, this night, and spewed its venom over the land. How strange of God to speak from a burning bush, and of Man to make a symbol of Heaven into a symbol of Hell.
Ask for an omen, then stone it when it comes -- de essentia hominum.
Listen, are we helpless? Are we doomed to do it again and again and again? Have we no choice but to play the Phoenix in an unending sequence of rise and fall? Assyria, Babylon, Egypt, Greece, Carthage, Rome, the Empires of Charlemagne and the Turk: Ground to dust and plowed with salt. Spain, France, Britain, America—burned into the oblivion of the centuries. And again and again and again. Are we doomed to it, Lord, chained to the pendulum of our own mad clockwork, helpless to halt its swing? This time, it will swing us clean to oblivion.
I sold my house this week. I got a pretty good price for it, but it made my landlord mad as hell
When I go to dance clubs, I always dance with big girls, so we finish at the same time.
Comedy is the last refuge of the non-comformist mind.
I come from a family who prided themselves, both sides, on memory. And I was told growing up, constantly, that I was born with a really good memory.