It Bothered Me That Whatever Was Waiting

Beauty Is One Of The Rare Things That Do Not Lead To Doubt Of God.

To Say Yes, You Have To Sweat And Roll Up Your Sleeves And Plunge Both Hands Into Life Up To The Elbows. It Is Easy To Say No, Even If Saying No Means Death.

All Prisons Are Brimming Over With Innocence. It Is Those Who Cram Their Fellows Into Them, In The Name Of Empty Ideas, Who Are The Only Guilty Ones.

Beauty, Real Beauty, Is Something Very Grave. If There Is A God, He Must Be Partly That.

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.