For we have thought the longer thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils' tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day.

It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.

In a power hungry, power worshipping society, men label themselves atheist.

Rush, that most exciting perversion of life, the necessity of accomplishing something in less time than should be truly allowed for its doing.

I am an old man who will live until I die," Anselmo said.

I believe that basically you write for two people; yourself to try to make it absolutely perfect; or if not that then wonderful. Then you write for who you love whether she can read or write or not and whether she is alive or dead.

Religion is the opium of the poor.