You know that when ex-military personnel start assassinating their own government's agents that something funky is going on.

The volume of your impacts is measured by the direction of your movements, the passion with which you inspire and the attitudes by which you make an influence!

You let go of my hand to hold on to my heartDistance grasps us tightnow that we are apart

First, create your ego. Then destroy it. This is all of life.

The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up.

The structure of a play is always the story of how the birds come home to roost.

Theories might inspire you, but experiments will advance you.

I'm the biggest critic of my own work, but sometimes you nail a chapter so good that you have to take a step back and admire that bitch.

Jump high brother!! So high that if you fall, then people should remark on not how far you fell but how high you jumped

Stop being self-conscious when you write.You are the expert about the world you are creating,no one else. So be bold and write on.

If every Christian will have an active civil position, he can become a reformer in his country

When we understand love as the will to nurture our own and another's spiritual growth, it becomes clear that we cannot claim to love if we are hurtful and abusive. Love and abusive cannot coexist. Abu...

Pero en los casos en los que no ha sido costumbre sino el más íntimo impulso el que nos ha llevado a ofrecer amor y veneración, cuando hemos sido discípulos y amigos de todo corazón, el momento de rec...

Absolution is the most powerful form of forgiveness. A full pardon from suspicion and accountability. It's the liberation of a stolen future. A future my father never lived to see. Absolution is a mer...

Believing without questioning is an insult to the human conscience.

Bugs never bug my head. They are amazing. It is the activities of humans which actually bug me all the time.

Discovering that I was adopted redefined my entire world, but it taught me that who you are doesn't change.

Fascism thrives in obscurity and darkness.

We can regard our life as a uselessly disturbing episode in the blissful repose of nothingness.

In the sixties, everyone you knew became famous. My flatmate was Terence Stamp. My barber was Vidal Sassoon. David Hockney did the menu in a restaurant I went to. I didn't know anyone unknown who didn...