I don't think any of us grew up into the world we were hoping for or expecting.

It's only those exceptional and rare individuals who have brilliant ideas delivered to them by the muse, complete and gift wrapped. The rest of us have to work at it.

My dear, beautiful and imaginative things can be destroyed. Beauty and imagination cannot.

With so much chaos, someone will do something stupid. And when they do, things will turn nasty.

Never despair. Never surrender.

You see, there's the way things seemed and then there's the way things were and one is so often the total reverse of the other.

The things we do without the fear of failure and the desire for success are the purest acts we'll ever do