I had noticed that both in the very poor and very rich extremes of society the mad were often allowed to mingle freely.

The Artist," an ancient sage had once said, "is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich.

If I'm an ass, I should say so. If I don't, somebody else will. If I say it first, that disarms them.

There may not be a hell, but those who judge may create one. I think people are over-taught. They are over-taught everything. You have to find out by what happens to you, how you will react. I'll have to use a strange term here... "good." I don't know where it comes from, but I feel that there's an ultimate strain of goodness born in each of us. I don't believe in God, but I believe in this "goodness" like a tube running through our bodies. It can be nurtured. It's always magic, when on a freeway packed with traffic, a stranger makes room for you to change lanes... it gives you hope.

there is enough treachery , hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day

It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun

Sundays kill more people than bombs.