I can't understand Karl Marx, so how can I be a Communist?

Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.

I went into the business for the money, and the art grew out of it. If people are disillusioned by that remark, I can't help it. It's the truth.

Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applause.

Through humour, we see in what seems rational, the irrational; in what seems important, the unimportant

I am known in parts of the world by people who have never heard of Jesus Christ.

Despair is a narcotic. It lulls the mind into indifference.